Northern Europeans are the race/culture closest or with the most POTENTIAL for a true Gynarchy, or the most evolved from caveman, and thus Gynarchy is exclusively European and must be anti-immigration and nativist. This is not to say other races cannot co-exist in separate nations, but true Gynarchy can only be achieved by the most Female dominated cultures and races, and Germanic-European people have always cherished and empowered their women more than men of other races.

Jane Fonda at age 87 is more beautiful than the vast majority of Indian, African, Hispanic and Asian women in their 20s! The picture above shows Jane Fonda comfortably sitting in her sofa showing off her feet.

Eleanor is a fictional name for a very dominant mature European woman made by KneelingTall who can be found on Deviant art. Eleanor has not a timid bone in her body, fear knows no name in her world, a man a mere object. In her universe, a man’s congenital state is where the only visible part of his body is his tongue and the only part of her body he has access to is her dirty anus. She has not wiped her anus for decades because the male tongue with its moist, soft, dynamic controllable surface makes for a far superior form of toilet paper than wood pulp treated with caustic soda!

This text is dedicated to Sharone Stone and Jane Fonda, two high IQ Northern European Women that prove that macho dagos are wrong, feminine Women can rule and it is awesome! I as an inventor, technical engineer, and natural philosophy writer, view myself as woefully inferior in her presence, compared to Sanna Marin, I am nothing, I do not even deserve her eyes on my lowly male body. If you are jealous of her, her achievements, her effort, her own DOING, she chose to become prime minister, she did it on her own, if you cannot accept that, then fuck your low-bred male genes!

We here at FemaleNobility.com we greatly admire strong women like Jane Fonda and Sharon Stone, us European men do not suppress our own Women, half of our population, our mothers and sisters, the way backward Arabs do

I am not sure exactly at what age I became intensely obsessed with the female essence or the feminine archetype, but it must have been very young, age 6 or 7. I always felt a great deal of awe when I heard their voices, their tone, pitch, style, and aura seemed so captivating and sublime, I always maintained a sense of extreme inferiority when I saw them, even those that were only ordinary. I was floored, when they glance their eyes, everything they did seemed to strike me so powerfully words cannot describe it, it felt like lightning, a bullet, a massive breaker in the rough seas crashing on a surfer, words do it a great disservice, I suppose we have arrived at the indescribable, just as the color green or chocolate taste can never be written down mathematically, my feeling of complete and total nothingness in front of this towering Godly Female master cannot be properly put into words, I am a blank void in a sea of her magical Worldly essence, she is everything and I am nothing, I am her air that she breaths, the water that she drinks. An attractive European Woman makes me feel as worthy of an insect in front of her, an inset she should crush with her hand, I desire nothing but for her to simply devour me. I committed everything I achieved, everything I did, every second of my life, to your archetype, no not you as an individual, you are my North Star. I felt the Female Goddess, the Master of the Universe, they were everything, absolutely everything, the only truth, so stupendous, so powerful, so intense, I just wanted to be nothing but a little mouse in their towering jaw-dropping presence. It was never sexual, I never felt the slightest urge to impose myself on them, in fact, quite the contrary, I was disgusted, repelled by the thought of my inferior self sullying their wondrous beauty, sex for me was carrying their bags or just being allowed to kneel in front of them, even to die for them.

The Future is FEMALE!

An elegant mature woman with her pedicured feet marveling at a strong man eager to get deep into her shrines, both of them, where shiny viscous yellow fluids pours, and the viscous semi-solid freshly digested food harvested by strong men!

How can any intelligent conscious male not look at these women and not simply think to himself, “My God, how is it possible, this creation in front of my eyes is so magical it cannot be real, it must be a dream, it is so stupendous I must devote my whole life to its worship, my whole life devoted to its essence. To not look at her and think, “Please Ma’am, let me be your servant”, is truly bizarre in my head, I cannot understand it, it perplexes me how a male can not want to spend his whole life enslaved to them. How any male can lust at her and want to violate her, to harm her, to rape, it makes me so raw I could rip him apart if he dared to hit her lightly, nothing on earth made me so incensed, angry to the core, inflamed with such burning rage and hate that it verges on possession, to a dangerous, psychotic way, than to see a Woman harmed, raped, crying, hurt in any way, emotionally or physically, my God it is so strong I cannot explain it. To think these Arabs have done such wicked things to her makes me want to turn the entire Middle East into glass. If you even lay a hand on the Woman above, I will kill you I can assure you! I will come up with clever schemes to make you suffer in the most horrible ways should you even think of harming her.

What is the purpose behind this blog? is this just my personal fantasy land and what use is it for you? This blog is an attempt to articulate the scientific basis of Gynarchy, it is not a Femdom fetish blog for male interests. Writing passes the time and is one the most fulfilling things to do, especially if your mind is bubbling with thoughts as mine does. I can write 5-10 pages per day if I’m not lazy. The goal of this website is to provide an outlet for my literary and personal views of sexuality and the role of males and females in society. I started this blog because I became really bored with my engineering work which used to occupy much of my time. I began to feel unchallenged, the technical work seemed so easy and pointless. My previous daily technical work that kept me busy was put into temporary abeyance giving me a ton of free time to think non-stop about this stuff. I have recently gotten back to work so will have less time. My deepest fantasies since a little child was none other than the “Dominatrix”, there was nothing I liked more aside from engineering than the scornful high-bred Woman in high-heeled shoes giving me an imperious look, a raised brow, a frown, rolling eyes, an exasperated and wrathful tone, her body movements giving off an aura of total indifference to my plight. Little did I know this was just my brain telling me Gynarchy is the only reality. I felt like I was born to be at the foot of Woman, to die for them, to toil for them, to put a smile on their face. Just do me a favor, if you search the word “dominatrix” on the internet, do it on Yandex and not Google, because Google brings up results of repulsive bald black women typical of their multi-racial bias, while Yandex brings up pictures of attractive Europeans one. I felt this blog could serve as an outlet for my love of female domination themes while also allowing me to mix my right-wing views, who most people mistakenly associate with vanilla misogyny. I didn’t like how female domination/gynarchy/female supremacy themes have succumbed to the same cultural bastardization as everything else has, film, music, fashion, and literature, so I felt this could be a unique place on the web for like-minded men. I can’t be the only young white male who is into female domination yet doesn’t like the multicultural low-bred nature of the modern “femdom” scene. There has been an outpouring of crappy dominatrices since the internet age. It used to be a niche occupation that would take in high-bred women, highly educated attractive almost exclusively European and white American women, such as Monique von Cleef, a Dutch former nurse, who write an autobiography titled “The House of Pain”. The leftists and woke mob have stolen the dominatrix and bastardized her, once something almost exclusively a Victorian English phenomenon, the most genius culture in human history, the Victorian lady who worked as “flagellator” whipping upper-class men, the posh accented Governess, now sharing her name with obese uneducated black women, how everything has fallen! 

Findom has a low-bred aura to it, in contrast to the elegant dominatrix, the powerful feminine woman in business attire and heels, but the financial dominatrix is typically low-class in appearance, desperate poorly educated woman trying to make money, they often have lip injection and tattoos. The principal reason I strongly dislike “findom” within the broader femdom genre is that it is not focused on PERSONAL service to the Woman, it is rather a way for men to satisfy their submissive tendencies, which is excellent but is indirect, virtual, rather than the man being a personal SERVANT to the Superior Woman. In other words, “findom” is not genuinely bettering the condition of Woman.

We chose to eliminate the word “femdom” since it is too redolent of MALE CENTRIC utilization, we are not fetishists, we are FEMALE SUPREMACISTS, our deepest conviction is our civilization has to be built for the INTEREST OF WOMEN, this can ONLY be achieved with GYNARCHY, exclusive rule by WOMEN, where the industrial basis of civilization, the military, engineering, etc, are performed by males, but leadership is exclusively Female. If Sanna Marin needs to know how a tank works, she can ask one of the hundreds of thousands of Finnish men who are experts in mechanical engineering, she can invite him into her office and have him personally explain to her, her high-IQ Female brain can absorb all the world’s information with ease. But he better be extremely polite and not the least bit macho in her presence, she is a superior FEMALE. But make no mistake, just because this lowly man knows everything about the T-90, does not mean he is even remotely superior to Sanna Marin, No!

Gynarchy must resist the scourge of butchism and empower feminine authority. But make no mistake, this is not the tranquil docile femininity of the 1950s, oh no you poor deluded vanilla, these women will not serve you like these pathetic 1950s wives, they will RULE YOU with their heels! Femininity is not weak, it is POWERFUL! It is the only true power on earth, all men deep down are slaves to the click of the Woman’s heel! The future is Authoritarian Femininity.
TheGoddessEnslavesAllMen says on Twitter:
“Women have weaponized the allure of Feminine authority, fetishizing the symbols of their dominance. The erotic power of high heels, business skirts, stockings, etc. is embedded in the collective male psyche – triggering reflexive sexual surrender. “

Dominant women must cherish their inferior submissive males as they are RARE, I see a Woman on Twitter complaining about Femdom men, and while it is true many are opportunistic looking to satiate their “fetish”, we must not forget the very “fetish” they possess is this elite male trait of desiring to SUBMITT to a Woman. Tthe fact is they are the ONLY men that willingly submit for the pleasure of submission, vanilla males will NEVER SUBMIT TO A WOMAN VOLUNTARILY, he does not receive the deep Platonic pleasure that the submissive male does, he only acts obsequiously with the aim to VIOLATE her, to force himself on her. Throwing the “femdom” men under the bus achieves nothing, it is throwing out the baby with the bathwater, it is the most counterproductive thing one could do.
A major myth in femdom circles is that most men are submissive given enough training or encouragement, this is simply preposterous, ALL submissive men automatically gravitate towards FEMDOM content online, vanilla males SIMPLY NEVER WATCH OR ENCOUNTER FEMDOM, they watch the videos that get tens of millions of views, where the woman is in a degrading position giving a “blowjob” to a disgusting male, something that will be ILLEGAL in a GYNARCHY and punishable by lengthy prison sentences in all female courts. This is the unfortunate truth which many female supremacist advocates fail to accept, it is painful, it means most males are so woefully inferior it will require much force to establish the Gynarchy. This is why non-white female supremacy is the height of contradiction and absurdity, because they are FURTHER BEHIND non-Whites in evolutionary attainment, just the way dominant males are FURTHER BEHIND submissive males in evolutionary attainment, black femdom or black gynarchy is the silliest thing on the planet, so silly it is not worth even expending an ounce of oxygen discussing. Femdom is European, American, it is WHITE, but it is also Korean, Chinese, Japanese, and to some extent, Indian, in the Indian subcontinent, femdom is quite popular in India.
Submissive men are born, my brother, cousins, father, and one grandfather are not submissive, not the least bit, they will never be turned into submissives, no degree of conditioning will rewire their brain, but I and other grandfathers were, we were born this way, if shown an image of a woman we dream of getting on our knees, show an image of a woman to a vanilla male and he sees a hole, a docile creature he wants to control and dominate. I dreamed of submitting to Women at age 6 and never thought of anything else, it eas pure blissful Platonic pleasure, when I see an attractive Woman, I am simply turned into a slave, it is impossible control, she can throw me to the curb and I am still her slave, no vanilla male will accept this, he will slap her, try to control her, punish her, he is her enemy, the submissive male is the superior Woman’s best friend. It’s very simple, the low-bred men are dominant because no Woman would voluntarily copulate with them, the high-bred men are submissive because they are the only men women would voluntarily copulate with. Submissive males were the only males designed to breed.

The Gynarchy Revolution

The essence of genius is seeing what other minds are barred from seeing by virtue of their stunted consciousness. As an elite male, I was born to submit to Woman, but more than just submitting to Woman, I knew deep down that we were witnessing a profound shift in the basis of advanced human organization, towards Tesla’s bee colony. As an inventor, I have deep thoughts that behind the frighteningly beautiful façade, there is an immense incalculable power, more power than all the hydrogen bombs, the wellspring of life, you as a man came out of a female, you were in her arms, you received her unconditional love, she is your CREATOR. When a man gets divorced, the children’s custody goes to the MOTHER, not the walking stud who spent three minutes inseminating. The mother is the creator of all human life, she is therefore its guardian angel and provenance, it is only fair and natural for her to OWN and RULE what she CREATED. The Female is the DOMINANT sex, she will rule that I am certain, it is in her destiny, the time will come, perhaps not in my lifetime but I am certain there will come a day when she will rule us all. The Female animal in the Germanic countries was partially freed by the higher-bred men who greatly respected her, against all odds, against all the vanillas, but we are not done, she will be fully unleashed and make the ground shake.

Men’s rights, MGTOW, and pickup artistry (designed to trick or seduce women) will be proscribed activities in the not-so-distant future Gynarchy.
In the coming Gynarchy, powerful Female leaders like Sanna Marin and Kaja Kallas will outlaw any seditious pro-male activities and “men’s rights” shenanigans, including all organizations, activist groups, and online propaganda, and the worst of them all, the “pickup artists”, this guys will get life sentences. These men will be arrested, prosecuted, and sentenced to varying lengths of prison time or fines depending on the intensity of the misogyny displayed by the individual or group by all Female panels consisting of highly educated feminine professional Women. The men will be brought before this panel and the Women in their high heels and dresses will personally decide what sentence is appropriate for the seditious activity against the superior Female sex that these low-bred men engaged in, they committed crimes against their own mothers, their own sisters, the wellspring of all conscious life, every European Woman. They will sit with their legs crossed and stare these low-bred men in the eyes and talk amongst themselves in low voices occasional uttering a burst of laughter. An all-female team of gaolers will escort the males into cells each manned by a Woman. These Women have the right to enter the cell and interrogate and perform enhanced interrogation as long as it does not severely injure the male, she can for example restrain him, gag him and then spray cold water on him or slap him should she feel fit or if she felt he treated her disrespectfully.

In the gynarchy, Women should publicly emasculate men on a daily basis, even hourly basis, such as by grabbing their tie, making them kneel, and forcibly kissing them (if they find them attractive), or leaning their elbow on them and leaning on their body, or ordering them to carry things for them. These symbolic acts of FEMALE POWER are extremely important. This is not a bastardization of sacred sex boundaries, these Women are no less female than any female in history, they are behaving MORE female than in the past, because FEMALE is the only dominant, we have gotten it all wrong, it is the Woman who grabs his tie, not the man who grabs her dress, yanks her and forcibly kisses her. He, this man, the low-bred, is closer to caveman, while the man who VOLUNTARILY submits in the current vanilla patriarchy is far far superior, incalculably so.

I will submit to any decent European Woman, but I will never ever be humiliated by another man, she can have all the sex she wants with high quality men, in my own house, living room, wherever she wants, the car, in the bathroom, but a man will never touch me or speak down to me, I will fight him to the death. A mistress must always dominate HER slave HERSELF, never through the agent of another man, she cannot dominate me INDIRECTLY, do not even try, this harms her greatly. I ONLY OBEY FEMALES, NEVER ANOTHER MALE. I will also NEVER SUBMIT TO A NON-WHITE WOMAN, EVER. So if you are a dominant Woman and disagree with this, then I will not support the Gynarchy, go work with “normal males” who want to pimp your Godly body out and make disgusting pornography using your body as an object, go live with the Taliban, if you do not support European then you are COMITTING SUICIDE. I’m happy to give the Female Sex all the power she wants and needs, but there will be NO COMPROMISE on racial loyalty. But European Women are very intelligent, then have no desire to become Islamic, they are far too smart to allow this. It cannot be a one-way street, European women will not get to the beautiful and NATURAL Gynarchy without the help of submissive males, should they all die tomorrow the submissive men, these superior Women would be tragically enslaved by all the loser vanilla males just like in Afghanistan (remember men are physically stronger), it would be a horror unlike any other, a regression, thousands of years of progressed erased, it is critical for Women who want the Gynarchy to SUPPORT submissive like me, to cherish their slaves!
Virtually every photo of Female Supremacy posted on blogs and Instagram features an attractive high-IQ professional European woman, lawyers and executives in business suits in modern glass buildings, not an ugly Arab with a burka or a contemptible African with babies on her back in sandals living in a hut. Finland builds the world’s largest diesel engine, Wartsilia, this country has an average IQ of 103, these engines power all the world’s largest container ships, they are engineered in Finland where Sanna Marin was born. The first country to produce the first semblance of Gynarchy is the frigid cold North where men had to slavishly care for Women, where do you think we got this “fetish ” for, we’re genetic robots, we’re animals, nothing we do is in vain, nature abhors superfluity, men who strangle and rape women DO NOT SURVIVE IN THE COLD NORTH! We will drive out all the dark-skinned races from Europe that is certain,
I will not let Arabs and Africans delay the Norse Gynarchy, I will not let Andrew Tates threaten our Godly Female Worshipping Norse-Master-Race civilization.

“I mentioned in the section about the changes that will take place how men are becoming more ostracized both in family and public life as a whole. How this will be brought under control will be the question of the 21st century but solve it we must. Otherwise our pretty little matriarchy will fall apart from the inside. Remember, men are still those who maintain the infrastructure. They build our houses, harvest our food, supply us with energy, transport our goods and fight our wars. Even in a highly female dominated society, the armed forces will always remain almost entirely male. I cannot see this ever changing significantly. Women will not want to do those kind of jobs in masses but they will continue to want the comfort that they supply. This means that we have to take care of men sufficiently in order to keep them satisfied enough so they’ll keep working for society. Without that male work force, there won’t be a matriarchy – or any other society for that matter.”
Men will become a powerless labor force working under the direction of women. Their “suffering” will only be the loss of social esteem as Society places its values on Female intelligence and authority, and Femininity.”

It is utter madness to resist the rise of Gynarchy, the Female Sex is the only true wielder of Power, granted omnipotence by mother Nature herself, she has all the leverage, she has more power than any male with a gun, she is the subject of the strongest male passion, stronger than the will to live, the Female can make the male do anything for her, the male is disposable cannon fodder, he can move mountains in his magnetic attraction to Woman, to resist Gynarchy is to build a dike of sand in front of a Tsunami. Gynarchy is a Cosmic certainty for the total enslavement of the male sex to occur, and this further substantiates the sheer and utter absurdity of multi-racial female domination, which is an attempt to make the Bantu adapt to the harsh lifestyle of the cold North where WOMEN REQUIRED MEN TO BE SUBMISSIVE. If you cannot understand, you are a moron. This Gynarchy will manifest sooner or later, Somalia is not where Kaja Kallas and Sanna Marin were born, please do not waste a second of my time on multi-racial Afro-Arabian Gynarchy, I am not stupid enough for your world equality fairytales, go away and move to Somalia, we are European, the European Union is for Europeans and only for Europeans.

“Terrible is the rage of the billows —terrorizing is the fear of poverty, but more terrorizing than all things is the hate of a Woman.” —Euripides

The above image symbolizes the idyllic dynamic, the elegant female, standing tall like a perfectly crafted statue, her splendid form, slender and elongated, like an upright serpent, her hair flowing around her neck, her streamlined but curved form, designed like by an aerodynamicist, she towers over the lowly, disposable, brutish male, designed by nature only to serve Her. No other position he is deserving of but to be at her feet, all else is error! This Goddess is not even looking at the poor soul below her, her eyes glancing beyond him, she wants to deny him her captivating beauty because he is always inferior in Her animalistic selfish eyes! The eyes on this Woman are evil pleasure-seeking balls, they dart in their sockets following Her slave insuring he is doing duties not to give him her tender love!

The lucky fellow in the picture is probably exceedingly nervous, unless he is a low-bred male, I cannot describe how frightening, how incredibly nervous I would be if offered such a job! My heart rate and pulse would swiftly rocket to the danger zone as I am allowed to be in the presence of this majestic Celtic Red-haired Woman tending to her personal needs, but forever substandard, deficient, insufficiently skilled to be HER servant. Her name is Amanda Drinkall in case you are interested.

The two brunettes are restraining the poor soul who is about to receive some painful lashes from the blond in her semi-transparent pink dress.

Tired after her duties, this flight attendant is sipping rose wine while her lamentable servant is cleaning her foot after a long day. Life could not be much better for this pink-dressed maiden, she is enjoying reading a funny story in her paper while she glances every few minutes at her slave to make sure he is doing a proper job using his tongue as a rag removing whatever detritus has accumulated on her foot. Unlike grubby men, high-bred maidens insist on keeping their pristine forms spotless and of excellent attar, what better agent of their cleanliness than a male servant?

Woman’s natural place, lying relaxingly on her chair, sofa, bed, her preferred lying place is whatever does not make her easily discomforted body sore, these mermaids detest the slightest discomfort. Without a higher thought in her mind, only butterflies fluttering in her head, the butterflies of blissful pleasure, butterflies fueled not by glucose, but the the male sex. The Queen of the colony, with the worker bees at her feet, the disposable males, an endless supply, having no thought in their mind but to bring her gifts. Their hard earned catch which they hunted in the wild they bring to her with unmatched fervor, all with the hope of getting a glimpse of the smile on her beautiful face as she delicately extends her hands, her slender and pointy fingers lazily clutching yet another of their countless offerings with such elegance! She examines them in her hand and if she is content, will give you a split-second smile before you are escorted out of her sight, if very lucky, a gentle stroke, and if blessed by God, a soft kiss, but not too long, for the inferior male can only joy the taste of her moist chops for so long. She is totally indifferent to your best efforts, however obsequious you are, she is barely smiling, she is forever unimpressed by your brutish sex. The nicest, most expensive, most exquisite gift can’t satisfy her, even if you cut your finger off with a saw making her one, stubbed your toe, or caught a cold from a long cold night of foraging, it couldn’t bother her the least bit, she will have forgotten you in a few minutes after a better worker bee gives her a bigger smile! But in the end, these mermaids, these felines slithering on their comfy sofas in their willowy outfits, they love none of their slaves, they are never happy with even their best servants, strongest, most begging, most sycophantic. Secretly, these mermaids are disgusted by you, the only thing that brings them pleasure is knowing that they are beautiful, knowing that their bodies make the male heartbeat reach stratospheric highs. This is a drug for Woman, she snorts this mental drug like an addict snorts cocaine, they are vainglorious hedonists who frolic in the thought of making inferior males shiver, tremor and sweat with fear in their presence. However big a smile she receives from their greatest, most generous, most luxurious gifts, the most expensive pair of shoes, bag, or greatest painting, means nothing to her. She loves only her adoration, the worship she receives. In this sofa she sits happily ever after, feasting on the hoards of inferior males who come before her, but always loving herself only.

The male masochist’s ultimate fantasy is to be utterly ruined by the Woman, reduced to the most lowly, abandoned, rejected pitiable agonizing soul, all while she frolics and giggles with her new husband, lies on a comfier bed, her head on a lush pillow, her hair covering it like leaves, her eyes as if in a trance, letting out pleasant, soft and repetitive moans as he pleasures her! This frighteningly beautiful Woman, as she is biting her pen, is completely indifferent to my pain, my impending doom, my oblivion is not what’s on her mind, but how skilled her new husband is at feeding her sensory system with glee! She is signing my divorce papers, my patents, my invention, all my writing, my apartment, are are to be taken away, she is taking all the proceeds, 100% of them, they are hers, I am to sit in my room alone never to see them again. I am ruined for good, she has found a new male, more dutiful, more slavishly devoted to her body, her mind, better at giving her orgasm than I ever could! She blew me a kiss and gave me the last smile I would ever see on her face again as she gently closed the door, I fall to the floor crying, what has God done to me?

This has to be my favorite Sardax painting, this lady is simply marvelous, her white pants with her leather boots, coat and veiled top hat are absolutely exquisite. Her condescending smile is Godly.

One of the more natural places for the inferior male on this earth is to be Woman’s personal cleaning agent, a versatile, highly maneuverable fleshy mop, vacuum cleaner, and towel to make her look nice. But, unlike the inert version, she doesn’t have to get her beautiful hands dirty to clean herself, it does it all by itself as if designed by God! This way she can use you to keep her beautiful clothing, boots, shoes, hat, and gloves spic and span without lifting a finger and getting her silky skin tainted by even a scintilla of mud and dust! Such high-bred Maidens detest getting dirty, they expect you to frolic in mud to keep her clean! But will you be appreciated for this cleansing service you perform? This is questionable indeed, it is doubtful that she considers you know any more worthy of sympathy than the terrycloth you just used to wipe her boots clean! Perhaps if you differentiate yourself from the others she uses, you may get to feel her soft hands stroke your cheek, if you are really lucky, perhaps a glance at her frighteningly beautiful smirk as she looks down on you, but such gifts will be rare indeed, only if you truly stand out!

The painting above is very telling, one of these three pristine sadistic maidens is taking great pleasure in watching this poor agonizing male sweat in front of her, tears dripping from his face, her ceaselessly cruel treatment of him sent him to tears, whip in hand, she has something maniacal in store for him as she stares him down. He can only hope such feminine beauty is not as cruel as we fear!

Do you expect me to believe this frightening feline wrapped in furs, caressing the ermine like a villain strokes a cat, in love with everything outside of the field of view of her eyes, lying in this comfy bed, cares about anything on this earth besides her own body? Does she worry about the poor construction workers toiling in the rain to keep the lights on? No! but she take a liking to them because she doesn’t like being in dark, she can’t see her beautiful reflection in the mirror her stupid husband bought her! Hurry up you silly male and get those circuit breakers back on while you stand on in a metal bucket trying to get a 20,000 volt line not to kill you!! Because there will be an angry Woman somewhere if you don’t!

Woman: Cruel, Listless, Hedonistic, and Utterly Solipsistic! 

Hell Hath No Fury Like A Woman Scorned!

Woman’s uninhibited, childlike, hysterical, irrational, thoughtless, self-centered, bratty, spoon-fed, pitiless, hedonistic, hypocritical, animalistic nature makes her ever more wonderous! When you make her cross, should you stupid enough, you have just lit a match in a room full of hydrogen gas, she throws the dishes on the floor breaking them into hundreds of little pieces of ceramic while you watch calmy. You are left starring, a mixture of awe and fear at this beautiful upright creature but you cannot tell whether it is human or animal, or half! This is her nature, forever a girl, the shrieking feverish mermaid! Nature designed Woman to be simply the neediest, bitchiest, vindictive, fussiest, tantrum-throwing ball of nerves imaginable, something so chaotic, unpredictable, and beautifully obnoxious, that only the most genius of males can handle, satisfy and placate this mysterious creature

But it is precisely for this reason, Woman being ultimately a thoughtless child-producing machine that makes her so amazing, she was bequeathed with extra-worldly outward appearance, but little inside her beautiful head with flowing hair, a mind that sees men as mechanical robots to work on assembly lines, a mind that sees them as purely a bag of flesh to make them smile. Woman has no thought in the world for man’s emotions, his plight, his feelings, his sadness, no! She cares not, he can be the saddest verging-on-suicide downtrodden fellow but if he makes her happy, she will smile with delight and not even consider the fact he might kill himself the next day, just so she smiles, sighs, releases her characteristic moans of joy slightly in her high-pitched voice, a definite sign she is being properly pleasured by the male as she lies down comfortably on her bed looking at the ceiling with her wonderful hair draped on the pillow.

The Intense Anticipation, the Sheer Thrill of the First Female Domination Experience

I am now 23, since the age of 12, even though masochistic imaginations occurred as early as age 6 or 7 (they were still undeveloped prepubescent ideations), I could not dream of anything more pleasant on this earth than to be the lowly subject of a nice-looking Woman, so that makes it eleven grueling years of torturous anticipation. I always dreamed of being a spoiled rich kid, I could have paid a nice young woman, get her to dress exactly to my standards and let her enjoy herself tormenting my inferior male body, I would be denied the joy of even touching even her purse, only to experience her callous animalistic thoughtless nature, her empty head, craving only pleasure. But alas, intellect and money don’t always go together, for how many rich boys have such thoughts? I am forced by God to wait, to wait patiently, my life flowing before my eyes, ever closer to death, until I am allowed this treat, this sweet gift nature. But what if it never comes, what if it is not on my horizon, like those slow moving ships across the Pacific I gaze at, can they ever be reached? What if no such maidens exist, what if they are all fearful little bleeding-heart tear shedding bundles of nerves, lovers of gym-rats over Aristocrats, unable to treat me like a correctional officer treats his offenders? Growing up in the internet age, the young masochist is far more fulfilled than in the days of yore, but he is still woefully unfulfilled. He has unlimited pictures, videos, and movie clips to watch of Cruella’s in whatever outfits suit his predilections, whatever accent titillates him. This perfectly decent “adult” content that one could show their children, for there is a complete lack of nudity, how the Christians would like it! But such images or videos, while they can prevent him from becoming obsessive to the point of distraction from other pursuits, never really fulfill him, it has to be real, to feel her hand touching my cheek as I am blindfolded, to feel her wrath in my pain receptors, to be her punching bag, to absorb whatever hysterical fits of anger her uninhibited shrieking feminine body produces. To hear her high-pitched voice hurling insults in my own two ears, the sounds echoing, her Female voice burned into my ear, such raw Beauty, but all while I am blinded from her overpowering physical beauty and feminine wiles!. How awesome, how wonderful, and glorious will it be when a maiden first makes me her plaything, makes me cry, slaps me sore, and spits in my mouth like a garbage can, unloading her watering mouth into me! But what if I am deluded fool?, is no such thing is in store for me? These feminine Cruella’s I grew up with, in a virtual world, like the Metaverse, yes, they are the real deal on the screen, because they are handpicked by men to make a profit, to send young male masochist into a high over the fiber-optic cables. But what if in the “real” world, they don’t exist, it has all been a terrible nightmare, like a boy dreaming of soaring above the clouds all to wake up and have to walk to school on a rainy day. Can they never be be nurtured in future wives or girlfriends, these cruel selfish Sardax maidens, forever out of reach? If so, I must ask, why is God so cruel to men like me, what have we done to deserve it? He has given the filthy sodomite his avenue to channel his depraved sexual energies, the sub-human who smothers his phallus with fecal matter, who dies in his 50s from a virus that originated in Green Monkeys, not too distant from himself. And then the slow-forehead footballer, the loud, unpolished, philistine brute, God gave him an endless supply of warm-blooded sex dolls to pique his interests, but the genius masochist, who writes books on topics never touched before, devises ingenious machines, is given not a single maiden to terrorize him? If such is the world I was born into, then I shall choose eternal darkness over sitting in my room alone without a selfish Woman to fall at the feet of.

As for whether my dreams will be killed by a disappointing reality, as my vanilla male friend insisted, that I cannot say, it hasn’t happened yet, but one thing is sure, the brain does not fool you, it doesn’t lie, it doesn’t lead down wrong paths, I don’t dream of things I don’t want to do, I don’t dream of a single man on earth doing this to me, such a thought brings horror, I will kill him, strangle him!. A scold from a Swedish policewoman is enough for me! I dream of Woman, the superior majestic being she is making me her prisoner, a high security worst-of-the-worst, her piece of meat in her torture chamber. The worst possible thing that could happen is the maiden chickening out, being a little goofy Stacy girlfriend of a footballer, no, she must be the real deal, she must treat me like an animal, she must treat herself as a Goddess, she must the vainglorious loving-only-herself egotistic and heartless Woman that I know is her true nature! What the footballers don’t see, the philosopher, the artist, the inventor does, behind the eyes of these maidens, I see but a Lioness on the prowl!

Another Sardax beauty sitting in front of a number of cruel maidens bathing in the terror they inflict on their captives.

This Maiden is truly frightening, a Woman of very mid 20th century fashion, with her pearl necklace, white gloves and whip, she can instill fear in all but the most intrepid masochists!

This inferior male’s big torso has failed to impress this fine Lady in her formal shirt and dress, this blond English disciplinarian has been forced to punish him for letting her down as her servant the day before, but she is not fooled by brawn, she wants brains paired with it or she will become irate from all the simple mistakes you make when you impotently serve her. All those spilled glasses, the wrong drink delivered, the incorrect plate, all the failures forces her to drag you down into the dungeon and let you rot until you promise her to improve. All the more reason to become extremely educated, masterful, before attempting to serve any superior Aryan Woman, who will certainly not settle with any ordinary buff numbskull as her servant. She wants one that is strong and smart, but there is no excuse for us weak philosophers with skinny arms, a weak but smart one will not impress her either, even if we can better serve her and understand her idiosyncrasies than the dumb brute. A physically weak engineer like me will get kicked down the stairs by this rosy-lipped disciplinarian within minutes of serving her as she laughs and closes her door as I lie down my face on the floor sore from the fall!

I always felt that there is something simply exquisitely beautiful about giving up all power in front of such splendid feminine awe, something more beautiful than anything I have seen on earth, in fact, I cannot think of a condition more desirous than to be her plaything, a plastic toy for a pretty girl. Her raw beauty, warmth, she radiates upon your male brain her raw feminine aura like a red hot stove, irradiated by her charm, you are inundated by a both physical and psychical power, her chest with her perfectly sized convexities, like hills smoothed in the wind, wrapped in soft linen, it covers her majestic form so well. Her eyes she beams into you burning your soul like a boy burns ants with a magnifying glass, she paralyzes your male muscles, you become paraplegic in front of her, you do not know what she has in store you, you can only hope it is nice! You trust her female judgment that the journey she takes you on will not be too frightening, too painful, that it will have some pleasant surprises along the way. But this blindness, a blindness to her whims, to her desires, is what makes it so exhilarating, what’s in her brain? you will never know, but she will soon tell you whether you are prepared or not!

“Since beauty itself is nothing other than the refulgence of the divine countenance and light which is found in things and shines through a beautiful body, women who reflect the divine were much more lavishly endowed and furnished with beauty than man. Whence follows the wonderful softness of the female body to sight and touch, her tender flesh, her fair and clear complexion, her shiny skin, the beauty of her head decked with long silky hair shining and supple, the great majesty of her face with its cheerful demeanor, her face the most fair of all creatures, her neck of a milky whiteness, her forehead large, high, noble. She has penetrating and sparkling eyes, which unite with grace and an amiable gaiety; the slender arch of her eyebrows rises above them, between them a beautiful open space, descending from which is a nose straight and properly proportioned. Under her nose is a red mouth, which owes its beauty to the symmetrical disposition of her tender lips; when she smiles we see her dainty teeth, well placed, as white as ivory, less numerous however than those of men, for woman is neither a glutton nor as aggressive as man. The cheeks and jaws impart to her a tender softness, a tinted rosy glow and modest demeanor; she has a delightful chin, round and with a charming dimple. Under this she has a slender neck, long enough, elevated above round shoulders. Her throat is delicate and white, of medium size. Her voice and her words are agreeable; her chest, large and prominent, makes for a harmonious unity of flesh and of breasts, with the same plumpness on each side both in the firmness of the breasts and in the roundness of both them and the belly. Her sides are supple, her back rises straight up; she has long arms, her hands are well made, her fingers slender with fine joints, her hips and thighs full, her calves plump, the ends of her hands and feet rounded off; all her members are full of vitality. In addition, she has a modest bearing, propriety in her movement, dignified gestures, and is, besides, in her whole body of a universally attractive proportion and symmetry, figure, and carriage. There is no other creature who offers a sight so admirable, a similar marvel to behold, to the point that one would have to be blind not to see that God himself has put together in woman all that is beautiful in the whole world. All are dazzled by her beauty and love and venerate her on many accounts, to such an extent that we regularly see incorporeal spirits and demons perish with passionate love for women (and this is not an erroneous belief but a truth confirmed by many experiences).” —Heinrich Cornelius Agrippa, Declamation on the Preeminence and Nobility of the Female Sex

“How far woman surpasses man in nobility of race by reason of the order in which she was created the sacred word bears witness most abundantly to us. Woman in fact was fashioned with the angels in Paradise, a place absolutely full of nobility and delight, while man was made outside of Paradise in the countryside among brute beasts and then transported to Paradise for the creation of woman. It is for this reason that woman, thanks to a particular.” —Heinrich Cornelius Agrippa, Declamation on the Preeminence and Nobility of the Female Sex

This blog is dedicated to the beauty of Female supremacy, specifically Aryan Female supremacy, which we believes is the definition of Female. The Aryan Female is the highest-known creation in the entire milky way galaxy, perhaps the entire universe. It may very well be the case that Aryan man is the only conscious agent in the entire Cosmos that can lie awake and let his eyes take in the beauty that is Aryan WOMAN! The only living organism that can feast his eyes on such a wonderous creature, a divine product of mother nature. But he must not allow his lust to defile her, for him to earn the right to even look at her, he must be HER servant!

A Woman straight from Teutoburg forest, indistinguishable from the women the Romans would have encountered nearly 2000 years ago, yet preserved to this day, without a drop of pestilent blood, even after living with the red Indian for two, perhaps three centuries, she can still be found in Texas or Wyoming, or living amongst the Zulus of the Cape, for nearly four centuries, but her hair is still gold, her eyes still blue and soul still pure. A testament to the Teutonic race’s ability to stay uncontaminated. The men of a race with Women this beautiful are the men that produce world-class engineering companies like Liebherr, Bosch, Daimler, and works of mechanical wonder like the Kriegsmarine battleships and the F-22 Raptor.

This text is dedicated to the pure and natural Norse-Germanic WOMAN whose majestic wonder will be cemented into the Cosmos for eternity. I know of nothing more beautiful and sublime than your existence, you are the expression of billions of years of Cosmical Progression. The silly machines that spring out of the mind of man, his airplanes, rockets, his art, his tallest buildings, his knowledge of the physical world, all pale into comparison to the majestic awe of Aryan WOMAN whose sublime extra-worldly God-like wonder is beyond words. I consider myself your most loyal servant and have no purpose on earth but to die to secure your existence, every tear I shed, every pint of bled I drop from the wounds I endure during my struggles, they are for YOU. I am not responsible for other men of my kind, they are responsible for their lives, to be honest, I detest them, I can only give them advice if they listen, but they are on their own, but Woman: The propagator of the highest race on earth is a supreme GODESS and she is my leader, my only God and North Star. I gaze into the stars and see vast emptiness, I marvel at what a magnetic field truly is, but then I realize these things are but lifeless inertness devoid of meaning. I am then struck by the powerful thought that you are the only truth, the only thing that man could possibly die for. I am drawn back to you and feel guilty for letting my stupid male mind lose sight of you for my frivolous pursuits, but yet when I look back down to earth I find all sorts of foul creatures that haunt you, that menace your pristine existence. It is thus my natural and deepest impulse is to rid them from the earth so that you can dance with joy holding hands with your lovely fellow maidens in the grass forever!

“The veneration of her is inherent in the Teutonic soul.” —Women of the Teutonic Nations, by Hermann Schoenfeld, 1908

“A true German child of the forest, with blue eyes and blond hair and a lively natural intelligence, a clear understanding, and a budding imagination. She puts no stock in the so-called higher and finer world, for which I hold her even higher since she was brought up in it. She is rather a completely unspoiled, pure, natural person.” —Ernst Haeckel

“The noblest form of Teutonic fidelity was not loyalty to word nor loyalty to ruler; it was loyalty to woman. Alone among barbarians the Teuton was satisfied with one wife. Rough and fierce and cruel as they were, man and woman alike, they had an inborn sense of the purity of marriage and the sacredness of family: they kept their faith, man to woman and woman to man. There is no surer test of the character of a people than the position of their women.”— The Greek, the Roman, and the Teuton, an address by professor George Y Winston, of the University of North Carolina, 1884

“The Teutonic women were braver than the men. “Some of them” says Plutarch, “ mingling with the combatants, laid hold on the Roman shields, seized their swords with naked hands and suffered themselves to be hacked to pieces. Others, when the battle was over, stood in mourning by their wagons and killed the men that fled, some their husbands, some their brothers, some their fathers. They strangled their little children with their own hands, and threw them under the wheels and horses’ feet. Last of all, they killed themselves”.— The Greek, the Roman, and the Teuton, an address by professor George Y Winston, of the University of North Carolina, 1884

“On the death of their husband, they remained always widows. “They are satisfied”, says Tacitus, “with one husband, as with one life, one mind, one body”— The Greek, the Roman, and the Teuton, an address by professor George Y Winston, of the University of North Carolina, 1884

“To fall at the feet of an imperious mistress, obey her mandates, or implore pardon, were for me the most exquisite enjoyments, and the more my blood was inflamed by the efforts of a lively imagination the more I acquired the appearance of a whining lover”— Jean-Jacques Rousseau

“I believe it would have been impossible to have remained long with her, I must have been suffocated with the violence of my palpitations. I equally dreaded giving either of them displeasure; with one I was more complaisant, with the other, more submissive. I would not have offended Miss Vulson for the world, but if Miss Goton had commanded me to throw myself into the flames, I think I should have instantly obeyed her.” —Jean-Jacques Rousseau

“In woman and her beauty I saw something divine, because the most important function of existence–the continuation of the species–is her vocation. To me woman represented a personification of nature, Isis, and man was her priest, her slave. In contrast to him she was cruel like nature herself who tosses aside whatever has served her purposes as soon as she no longer has need for it. To him her cruelties, even death itself, still were sensual raptures.” —Leopold von Sacher-Masoch

“The woman who does not know how to make him her subject, her slave, her toy, and how to betray him with a smile, in the end, is not wise.” Leopold von Sacher-Masoch “Christianity, whose cruel emblem, the cross, has always had for me an element of the monstrous, brought something alien and hostile into nature and its innocent instincts.” —Leopold von Sacher-Masoch

“Whenever it is a matter of choice for me of ruling or being ruled, it seems much more satisfactory to me to be the slave of a beautiful woman. But where shall I find the woman who knows how to rule, calmly, full of self-confidence, even harshly, and not seek to gain her power by means of petty nagging?” —Leopold von Sacher-Masoch

“I wish to be the anvil. I cannot be happy when I look down upon the woman I love. I want to adore a woman, and this I can only do when she is cruel towards me.” —Leopold von Sacher-Masoch

“Even if her mate is worsted she does not go to his aid. She looks on indifferently as he bleeds to death under his opponent’s claws, and follows the victor, the stronger, that is the female‟s nature.” —Leopold von Sacher-Masoch

“I had always thought of woman as possessing those delicate qualities of mind and soul that made her in these respects far superior to man. I had put her on a lofty pedestal, figuratively speaking, and ranked her in certain important attributes considerably higher than man. I worshiped at the feet of the creature I had raised to this height, and, like every true worshiper, I felt myself unworthy of the object of my worship.” —Nikola Tesla

“Practically all the great achievements of man until now have been inspired by his love and devotion to woman. Man has aspired to great things because some woman believed in him, because he wished to command her admiration and respect. For these reasons he has fought for her and risked his life and his all for her time and time again.”—Nikola Tesla

“The power of the true woman is so great that I believe if a beautiful woman–that is to say, one beautiful in spirit, in manner and in thought, in fact, beautiful in every respect, a sort of goddess–were to appear suddenly on earth, she could command the whole world. Her leadership, I believe, would be universally recognized.” —Nikola Tesla

Whenever women have insisted on absolute equality with men, they have invariably wound up with the dirty end of the stick. What they are and what they can do makes them superior to men, and their proper tactic is to demand special privileges, all the traffic will bear. They should never settle merely for equality. For women, “equality” is a disaster. —Robert A. Heinlein: Time Enough for Love (1973)

“I saw a flush in her cheeks and a sparkle in her eyes. She was more beautiful than I had ever seen her. Now I understood what being a Mistress with slaves really meant, and I began to wonder if she would give me a chance to try it. I realized I was up out of my chair and was watching from close up, licking my lips, my breath coming in quick gasps. The meeker he became and the more obediently he counted, the more furious I got. I felt a madness welling in me. My body began to glow in the most intimate places: my vagina, my breasts began to prickle and tingle, and finally, after the count of twenty, Gonda had to take my upraised wrist and steady my arm. Slowly my hand descended and I stood looking at my handiwork A sort of excited fury got hold of me. I took a small step back, lifted my arm, and slashed down with all my might, pulling a bit when I hit. I saw a row of crisscrossing welts and bloody slashes. I stood staring at them in hypnotized fascination.” —Monique von Cleef, from the “House of Pain”

Note to readers: An understanding of proper Female Supremacist/gynocentric etiquette is important. The word “woman” or “female” is always capitalized (to the extent I can capitalize each 800 mentions of the word Woman, many have yet to be capitalized due to me simply missing them), while the word “male” or “man” is never capitalized denoting its inferior.

An Alpha female-dominated society is what we are aiming for. Gone are the days of the meek 1950s housewife, say hello to the Alpha Female! She might just be as feminine and sexy as the red-nailed and lipped women of the 50s, but she doesn’t take shit from any man. If she wants cunnilingus all night, that’s what she’s going to get. The Alpha female is just as feminine as women of the glorious 50s, even more so, she will dress how she likes, act how she likes, speak as she likes, and treat men as she likes. The modern European female is educated and confident, she is not “equal to man”, she towers above him. The whole masculine world revolves around her whim, if she snaps her beautifully manicured fingers a legion of muscular men will be at her service. Her age is no relevance, she can be Jane Fonda who at 80 prances around wearing red lipstick, high heals, and the clothes of a teenage girl. If men have a problem with it, they better be really good at cunnilingus or analingus. The use of older mature, confident women intensifies the theme of female domination because it shifts the balance of power, the center of gravity so to say, away from male-driven standards, male standards impose on the so-called “weaker sex”. A mature woman, who in today’s bastardized beauty standards, is seen as undesirable, but only in the eyes of most ordinary men of modest intellect. A powerful, strong masculine man will serve, worship, and cherish any woman regardless of her age. If she demands sexual pleasure from a younger man, she will receive it exactly as she requests it. His tongue must apply just the right pressure on her delicate mature vagina or anus, with just the right velocity, motion, and swirl. If she has just gone to the bathroom and forgot to replace the toilet paper, I have bad news for you and can only hope she didn’t eat too much fiber!

Toilet Duty: To Clean a Dirty Woman is the Greatest Good in the Empire of Gynarchia.

Cleaning a woman after she relieves herself in a safe and hygienic manner requires a number of steps and methods to ensure the pleasure of the woman and the health of the man performing the cleaning service.

The first thing to emphasize is that every woman in the Mazeres Empire of Gynarchia is entitled via a codified constitutional right to a personal male bathroom attendant who may perform full-time services in the case of public all-female bathrooms. For private women, their husband or partner is obligated to perform all lavatory cleansing duties upon request.

The internet gives you all the information you need to marshal to make a scientific case for the life history-driven association between paraphilias associated with female body worship and racial differences. “Dirty ass cleaning” is almost exclusively white and European, there is no Hispanic or African content. The results for ass cleaning, toilet paper slave, etc retrieve numerous results from “Clubb Sstiletto” which is a Canadian content producer with most European women, one of them is a Ukrainian woman named Yuliya Kate.

The viewership count is likewise proportionally minuscule compared to vanilla themes with male-dominated penetrative themes. I asked ChatGPT, a conscious-less automaton capable of ripping through the entire internet the following question:

“On the same medically themed note, another man had a predilection for cleaning his wife’s anus after she relieved herself. He would lick her anus as well as buttock-cheeks and have accumulated a small deposit of fecal matter on the front portion of his tongue that he would quickly wipe off with a cloth before continuing, such a scenario is much less likely to cause infection correct? Moreover, his wife enjoyed it and felt it offered a sense of satisfaction that her husband was so dedicated to her body and cleanliness.”

ChatGPT

From a medical standpoint, the scenario described is indeed less likely to cause infection compared to ingesting fecal matter, but there are still potential health risks involved. Let me explain why this is the case and provide relevant context for understanding the risks associated with such behavior.

1. Why the Risk is Lower in This Scenario

• Minimal Ingestion: In this scenario, the individual is not ingesting fecal matter, which reduces the likelihood of pathogens entering the digestive system.
• Limited Exposure: The described behavior involves brief contact with residual fecal matter rather than significant quantities, further reducing the risk of infection.
• Healthy Oral and Immune System: If the individual has a healthy oral microbiome, no open wounds or cuts in the mouth, and a strong immune system, the risk of infection is reduced.

Toilet Duty: To Clean a Dirty Woman is the Greatest Good in the Empire of Gynarchia.

Cleaning a woman after she relieves herself in a safe and hygienic manner requires a number of steps and methods to ensure the pleasure of the woman and the health of the man performing the cleaning service.

The first thing to emphasize is that every woman in the Mazeres Empire of Gynarchia is entitled via a codified constitutional right to a personal male bathroom attendant who may perform full-time services in the case of public all-female bathrooms. For private women, their husband or partner is obligated to perform all lavatory cleansing duties upon request.

The internet gives you all the information you need to marshal to make a scientific case for the life history-driven association between paraphilias associated with female body worship and racial differences. “Dirty ass cleaning” is almost exclusively white and European, there is no Hispanic or African content. The results for ass cleaning, toilet paper slave, etc retrieve numerous results from “Clubb Sstiletto” which is a Canadian content producer with most European women, one of them is a Ukrainian woman named Yuliya Kate.

Note the following question is not adult themed but an inquiry into a scientific subject, namely sexology. Speaking in terms of strict medical, scientific and psychological terms, explain why a woman would enjoy having her husband clean her anus after she relieves herself and derives immense pleasure because it gives her a sense of power, control and it makes her feel as if her man is so devoted that he would be willing to perform such an intimate and objectively unpleasurable thing.

The viewership count is likewise proportionally minuscule compared to vanilla themes with male-dominated penetrative themes. I asked ChatGPT, a conscious-less automaton capable of ripping through the entire internet the following question:

“On the same medically themed note, another man had a predilection for cleaning his wife’s anus after she relieved herself. He would lick her anus as well as buttock-cheeks and have accumulated a small deposit of fecal matter on the front portion of his tongue that he would quickly wipe off with a cloth before continuing, such a scenario is much less likely to cause infection correct? Moreover, his wife enjoyed it and felt it offered a sense of satisfaction that her husband was so dedicated to her body and cleanliness.”

ChatGPT

From a medical standpoint, the scenario described is indeed less likely to cause infection compared to ingesting fecal matter, but there are still potential health risks involved. Let me explain why this is the case and provide relevant context for understanding the risks associated with such behavior.

1. Why the Risk is Lower in This Scenario

• Minimal Ingestion: In this scenario, the individual is not ingesting fecal matter, which reduces the likelihood of pathogens entering the digestive system.
• Limited Exposure: The described behavior involves brief contact with residual fecal matter rather than significant quantities, further reducing the risk of infection.
• Healthy Oral and Immune System: If the individual has a healthy oral microbiome, no open wounds or cuts in the mouth, and a strong immune system, the risk of infection is reduced.

An Alpha female-dominated society is what we are aiming for. Gone are the days of the meek 1950s housewife, say hello to the Alpha Female! She might just be as feminine and sexy as the red-nailed and lipped women of the 50s, but she doesn’t take shit from any man. If she wants cunnilingus all night, that’s what she’s going to get. The Alpha female is just as feminine as women of the glorious 50s, even more so, she will dress how she likes, act how she likes, speak as she likes, and treat men as she likes. The modern European female is educated and confident, she is not “equal to man”, she towers above him. The whole masculine world revolves around her whim, if she snaps her beautifully manicured fingers a legion of muscular men will be at her service. Her age is no relevance, she can be Jane Fonda who at 80 prances around wearing red lipstick, high heels, and the clothes of a teenage girl. If men have a problem with it, they better be really good at cunnilingus or analingus.

The use of older mature, confident women intensifies the theme of female domination because it shifts the balance of power, the center of gravity so to say, away from male-driven standards, male standards impose on the so-called “weaker sex”. A mature woman, who in today’s bastardized beauty standards, is seen as undesirable, but only in the eyes of most ordinary men of modest intellect. A powerful, strong masculine man will serve, worship, and cherish any woman regardless of her age. If she demands sexual pleasure from a younger man, she will receive it exactly as she requests it. His tongue must apply just the right pressure on her delicate mature vagina or anus, with just the right velocity, motion, and swirl. If she has just gone to the bathroom and forgot to replace the toilet paper, I have bad news for you and can only hope she didn’t eat too much fiber!

Heidi was a senior executive at a large telecommunication company in China. She met Christophe when he began working with her company providing technical services.

Heidi was 65 years old and resembled a mixture between Sharon Stone and Jane Fonda. Christophe was a 24-year-old virgin but desperately eager to please any mature woman whom he was enamored by.

Heidi was in her office wearing her shiny black high heels in her pantyhose, she was biting her pen holding it in her beautifully manicured hands and matte red lipstick. She ordered him and told him she needed him to do her a favor.

Heidi suddenly got up and said to Chris,

I have a sudden urge to go to the bathroom, please follow me, I want you to do something I really enjoy. I have over the past years never never wiped my ass after I go to the bathroom. I always have a man passionately clean me, and if such a man did a poor job, then I either made him finish or find a new man. But sometimes the men would do a poor job cleaning me, some would flinch, and this means there is old and dry fecal matter on my anus that you may have to clean off, so prepare yourself. You live in a world where dainty women with mature bodies, perfect manicures, and red lipstick run the show, and they like their bodies worshiped by a strong man, and we don’t care if our bodies are stinky, sweaty, or caked with poo, we expect a man to clean us, carry us, pleasure us, feed us, and do everything for us”.

Chris sat there wondering to himself, why did this executive need a man to accompany her to the bathroom to lick her anus clean of poo? Surely she was a dominant and confident woman who didn’t need a man

to help, but he followed her nonetheless. He knew it was not a job for everyone, and some men did not have the gumption to clean a woman, but he was the man for the job.

She opened the door to the bathroom and walked in, she slipped off her black high heels dropped them on the floor, and removed her underwear, she got up on the toilet seat placing her two pretty manicured feet on each side of the seat, her toes were sticking out from the edge of the seat as she squatted there. Chris sat there stunned, and she began pushing until she relieved herself, blushing as she kept pushing. After she finished relieving herself, she flushed, got up, and squatted on the floor. She instructed Chris to place his head right beneath her vagina, and she yelled hysterically, “Clean me, clean me, I’m filthy”. Heidi detested being dirty, but she felt it was a man’s job to keep every part of her body clean, not hers.

Chris’s heart began pounding as he raised his neck so that he could reach her anus, at first he was scared, but here he was, his neck sour from stretching it and holding his head up underneath her so he could clean her, he was hesitant, he didn’t know what to do. His mind was racing, the smell was pungent as the dark brown color of her excrement was visible on her pale white skin, he thought to himself, “I must clean this woman if I don’t succeed in cleaning her, she will be furious and punish me, but I am grossed out, I cannot help it, she is beautiful but her dirty body does not share this beauty”. As he was thinking, a minute nearly passed, Meng shouted, “Are you going to clean me?” as she placed her fingers and stroked her vagina and anus getting her hand dirty. Chris replied, “Yes Ma’am, I will clean you”. Heidi shouted, “Look what you made me do, my fingers are all dirty, lick me clean right now!”. Heidi placed her hand out and Chris eagerly licked her, tasting her vaginal fluid and excrement with its bitter taste as he flinched, he kept licking until her fingers were clean. He then stuck his tongue out under her body and reached for her vagina, for a moment, he said to himself, “Why am I being forced to lick drying crusty fecal matter caked on with fresh wet poo when I can licked away at her vagina?”, but then he realized who he was, an ass cleaner. and made his first wipe of her anus, his mouth filled with the pungent taste of her feces, it stung, but he forced himself and made another long stroke with his tongue. He kept licking until he felt she was clean, it took him about five minutes of licking to finish. Chris said, “Ma’am, are you satisfied, am I finished”?. Meng replied slowly, “Let me take a look, it better be all nice and clean”. Heidi got up from her squatted position and grabbed some toilet paper to test his work, she slowly wiped herself and examined the toilet paper for any hint of a stain, she shouted, “Get your face back under there and finish the job, it’s still dirty”. Chris stuck his head beneath her again and put his tongue to work, stroking her anus back and forth another dozen times. He had to clean her right this time, she would not tolerate another failure. He did his best to thoroughly clean her for another minute, because he could not see anything down there, he relied on the taste to know if she was clean, but this was not without risk, because the residual taste made it feel as if she was still dirty, when in fact she was perfectly clean. Fearing if he stopped licking and told her she was clean she might test it and find him wrong, he played it safe and gave her another dozen long flat strokes with his tongue. He finally pulled his soar neck under her and proclaimed, “Ma’am, I believe you are clean”.

She replied, “My ass better be, I am a demanding mature woman and when a man does not clean well I can get very angry, let me check and make sure”

She grabbed some toilet paper and wiped herself, she inspected it and said, “Chris, I am satisfied with your job, my body is clean and you are finished until I next go to the bathroom”

Chris replied eagerly, “Thank you, Ma’am, I am happy I could clean you properly, I hope to service you again in the future”.

Meng got off the toilet and pulled up her pants, she slipped on her shiny black heels on her bare feet and walked out of the bathroom.

In the context of sexology, the enjoyment a woman might experience from having her partner clean her anus after she relieves herself can be understood through several psychological and physiological frameworks:

1. Power Dynamics and Control:
   • Psychological Dominance: The act can play into dynamics of power and control within the relationship. From a psychological perspective, engaging in an act traditionally seen as submissive or humiliating by the partner can enhance feelings of dominance for the woman, reinforcing her sense of power and control over her partner. This can be particularly arousing for individuals who enjoy BDSM elements, where power exchange is a central theme. The act can serve as a form of consensual humiliation or servitude, which can be sexually stimulating due to the control it signifies over the partner’s actions.
2. Devotion and Intimacy:
   • Symbolic Devotion: The act can be perceived as an extreme form of devotion or love, where the partner is willing to perform an intimate and perhaps unpleasurable task for the pleasure of the other. This can heighten the emotional bond, making the woman feel uniquely cherished and cared for. According to attachment theory in psychology, such acts can reinforce trust and security within the relationship, enhancing feelings of being loved and valued.
3. Sensory and Psychological Pleasure:
   • Sensory Stimulation: Although the act itself might not directly stimulate erogenous zones, the anticipation, the touch, and the care involved can still be sensually pleasing due to the intimacy and the focus on the body. The anus is surrounded by sensitive nerve endings, and for some, the sensation of being cleaned can be indirectly arousing or comforting.
   • Psychological Pleasure from Taboo: There’s also the aspect of pleasure derived from engaging in socially taboo activities. The thrill of breaking conventional norms can provide a significant psychological rush, enhancing the sexual excitement due to the taboo nature of the act. This is part of what sexologists might describe under the umbrella of “kink” or “fetish” behavior, where pleasure is derived from acts that are outside societal norms.
4. Biological and Evolutionary Theories:
   • Hygiene and Health: From a purely biological standpoint, cleanliness is crucial for health, reducing the risk of infections. While this isn’t directly related to sexual pleasure, the act of ensuring cleanliness can subconsciously signal care for one’s well-being, which might enhance feelings of security and, by extension, pleasure.
5. Neurological Aspects:
   • Dopamine and Endorphins: Engaging in acts that are perceived as loving, caring, or affirming can stimulate the release of dopamine and endorphins, the body’s natural “feel-good” chemicals. This biochemical response can amplify feelings of satisfaction, pleasure, and euphoria, even in scenarios that might not seem overtly pleasurable from an external viewpoint.

In summary, the enjoyment from such an act can be multifaceted, stemming from power dynamics, the depth of intimacy and devotion it represents, sensory stimulation, the excitement of taboo, and biological responses. Each person’s experience can vary due to individual psychological makeup, past experiences, and the specific dynamics of their relationship. These elements are explored in sexology to understand human sexual behavior comprehensively.

Just for the record, I’m not into “male chastity devices”, but in case you wondered what my particular ideal “look” in Aryan females is, hers is a good case study, perhaps the IDEAL. Gwyneth Paltrow, in the picture above, is a an idyllic Aryan Goddess, notice her thin lips, unlike the voluptuous inferior Slav, she has a serious face, feminine but not sexual, voluptuous, etc. She is radiating female beauty but is not overly sexualized, one can clearly in her face that her DNA will produce a masculine high IQ son who will be good at engineering. Anecdotally, I have noticed a few case studies but lack sufficient data to come to a conclusion, that homosexuals or feminized males (soyboys) are often the sons of masculine/butchy females, for example women in computer science who marry male computer science types (who tend to be effeminate, i,e coders). The sons end up having autism or are generally strange and dysfunctional in these types of couples. Effectively, so called “STEM” females produce gay sons because they reduce the amount of sexual dimorphism, because these STEM women look like butches and only marry undesirable already feminized males. In contrast, masculine engineer-type males, specially mechanical engineer males, often or almost invariably have very feminine attractive mothers, since masculine high IQ males, that is their fathers, are attracted to these types of women. The confirmation for my theory is that Asian women are much better at STEM subjects than white women, by a longshot, Aryan women are just more sexually dimorphic, they are far more girly hysterical females than the yellow females, but more incompetent at male jobs, all yet while the Aryan male is a far more masculine warrior-engineer than the feminize Asian male.

These KLM flight attendants shouldn’t have to be stooping down to get some pre-packaged meal for some fat slob they are hired as objects of lust for horny men, to feast their eyes on. Instead of toiling away for men, they should be sitting in first-class while I deliver them their snacks, drinks and tend to their needs while they chat away with their fellow maidens about womanly thing, thing I cannot understand, all while the male pilot touches down flawlessly and the army of males on the ground check the tire pressure!

Racial Gynocentric National Socialism: The Absolutely Idyllic Society That Makes the Blood of MGTOW Men Boil

Much of this blog is designed to advocate ideologies that simply incense the inferior MGTOW males, I take a certain pleasure in doing this as a male masochist to females and a sadist towards other males. Being an Aristocratic Knight male, the 5% of males that are submissive towards females because nature ideally wants only us to breed, makes it enjoyable to watch all the low-bred males squirm as Aryan females abandon them because they treat them like sexual animals. Unfortunately, it makes very little difference if low-bred women leave low-bred men for other low-bred men, since we are not polygamous, it makes no difference genetically speaking, nature will always have a massive gene pool of low bred males for war, it is impossible or desirable to change this, nor is advisable to allow polygamy (hypergamy) where high bred males mate with multiple low-bred females, this is sure to degenerate the race badly. We believe in strict Germanic/Aristocratic class-based breeding order, where noble males marry nobles females and vice versa, or else the precious genetic seed is diluted with crappy peasant genes. Male masochism occurs only among the Aristocratic men (note that Aristocratic need not mean you personally descend from old European nobility, it just means the elite males that are constantly occurring in the gene pool). Nature is removing some of these males from the gene pool because she removes anything that is unfit, but most of these low-bred males are reproducing. But nature is not only removing MGTOW males, she’s also removing masculine females who don’t desire to have children. My original idea is that a future Aryan state can get rid of odious feminism, the scourge that is depressed office and career women and its concomitant low birthrates, all while not sacrificing any of the freedoms that Aryan women currently and rightfully enjoy.

The Philosophy of RACIST Gynocentrism

I recently came up with a great idea to get high-bred Aryan women to be racist again, as they were before the Jews brainwashed them in the 1960s with negrophilia, feminism, and other assorted anti-nature garbage. It always puzzled me that these attractive, high-IQ Aryan females would like negroes and other sub-human males who treat woman like dogs, it doesn’t make sense, women are supposed to like winners, not losers. I refuse to believe they are somehow not “intelligent” enough to understand this as low-IQ women-envying MGTOW males insist (I will soon find out how smart or dumb Aryan women are as I convert them to be racists!). Dutch Boer women did not destroy their husband’s apartheid government that kept them safe, these beautiful blond Norse women, from sub-human rapist Zulus who killed thousands of white farmers, no, a host of seditious Jews and their allies the Slavo-Asiatic Soviets did.

Is There Really Any Overlap Between Leftism and Female Domination?

Vanilla males would make a grave error in assuming that male submissives are all leftist “feminists”, (very different from female supremacists!) and BLM supporters. While male submissives are certainly not garden variety “conservatives” or “right-wingers”, the misogynist, simple-minded religious morons that white liberals look down on, they are not all deluded progressives either, many are engineers or technically minded men that are too smart to be fooled by bleeding heart leftism. Leftism is forever tied to the false idol of equality, but gynocentrism, female supremacy and Female domination have nothing to do with equality, they have everything to do with INEQUALITY, males have fewer rights than Women, less freedom, and more obligations.
It is ironic that Female domination, the idea that men should be subservient to the will of Women in society, is associated with leftism, an anarchic working class ideology for the losers of society. The reason is that leftism has historically been something that naturally appeals to the poor, unsuccessful, rabble, the factory worker, after all, they are the ones that need what the left has to offer, not the elite businessman who visits the dominatrix. Male masochism typically comes from an affluent family, for example, my grandfather happens to be very rich. It is not the rough and tough beer-drinking pub-brawling factory workers, the historical “clientele” of the “labor party” that want to submit to their wife, but the bourgeoisie man who reads books and traditionally votes for established conservative parties who advocate lower taxes and free trade! The believer in female supremacy is the banker who voted for Margaret Thatcher who so sadistically squeezed the balls of the coal miners and sunk Argentinian ships! So then why has “progressivism” (leftist anti-nature falsehood) become mistakenly associated with female domination? The reason is simple, the massive audience, namely submissive males from the entire Western world, naturally drew leftists, socialists, communists, and other assorted Hebrew-inspired freaks to cater to them by mixing feminism with female domination since some less perceptive minds could glance over the details and assume they are the same thing, progress away from regressive misogyny. This is why the modern dominatrix has been bastardized, with grotesque bald black women being marketed as some fantasy that white men have, sure!

What Is Gynocentrism and How Is It Compatible With My So-Called “Right-Wing” View?

Firstly “Right-wing” simply means those that were for the King during the French revolution, it has no real connection with race. An Indian can be right-wing, but a Swede might believe in social equality such as affordable housing or state ownership of corporations, so left and right is almost meaningless. The “right”, as defined in the West and was the norm in virtually every white country until the 1960s, simply believe in the sacredness of the natural order, the biological reality of sex, race, and IQ (human intellectual inequality). In contrast, the “left” is all that is anti-natural, a vast army of rejects, homosexuals, transexuals, obese dregs who cannot compete, indolents, drug users, mentally retarded, degenerates, non-Europeans, masculine women, you get the picture. Yes, heterosexual high-IQ white males like myself are superior, it’s so sad I’m sorry. There are plenty of people far superior to me, yet I don’t envy them, I respect them. A sure sign of being inferior is envying the superior, I can’t be Charles Darwin but I try to do the best my genetic potential can express, but that doesn’t make me a white leftist who wants to drag down all the successful individuals, races, and nations to the level of 60 IQ Australian aboriginals.
So returning to the subject of female superiority, basically, my view is that since only white men, exclusively Northern European (Teutonic), gave rights to women so that they could become educated, own property, vote, etc, then it is only natural that only white men would believe in Woman’s superiority and seek to keep their countries populated by whites to prevent it from sinking into a Muslim shithole. But then you might say, “I thought all right-wingers are misogynists who want to put women back in the kitchen?”
To this, I reply, “I fail to see any connection between wanting my country to be white, that is not overrun by Muslim rapists, and wanting to put women in the kitchen”.
Another question people will have is, “But how can you believe in female superiority yet not support feminism?”
To these morons I reply, “Feminism is a Jewish fraud to make males and females “equal”, which entails somehow socially engineering away the innate biological differences between the sexes. This is physically impossible so by definition it cannot happen and any attempt will end in total failure”. Gynceotrism or female supremacy does not believe in women doing male jobs, that require muscle or masculine-type brains, such as engineering or physically demanding work such as construction. No attractive woman wants to do engineering, it’s simply something that never crosses their mind, nice looking women do not wonder how the fucking landing gear extends on the Boeing 787 as it lands, if they did they would look like Angela Merkel when she was 20. The sheer thought of Women, namely attractive ones, doing engineering, is so utterly absurd that it strikes you as only something Jews could have thought of. In fact, we view this as a total defilement of the sacred natural sex roles, inherently degrading to the poor Woman that is forced to do this work she is unsuited for. In fact, we don’t really believe women should “work” at all, most don’t want to, they are designed by nature to be impassive to conserve calories for childbirth, they dislike physical exertion. They are forced to work to make money because Jews have made living costs unaffordable with speculation and price inflation, especially in real estate, with the sole intention of reducing the white birth rate, anyone who takes issue with this can go to Australia where young white couples cannot buy their own house because they are all owned by Chinese millionaires. As Female supremacists, we believe they should enjoy themselves all day and have everything done for and paid for by men, yes that is right, they should have both freedom and financial independence, tell that to the MGTOW men! High-bred attractive females actually hate to have to “work”, it makes them dislike the male they are with, they just want to sit around and be treated like Goddesses and have children, every intelligent male knows this instinctively. They want to be entertained and kept company, the last thing in the world they want is to slave away at some dry sterile office pushing papers and dealing with fat, lewd horny men. High-bred females detest the idea of working for some creepy bald male boss. They’d rather be on permanent vacation, and once they have children, spend time raising them. The females that are less interested in children and choose to spend their whole adult life partying will simply breed themselves out of existence. Females have no purpose other than reproduction, so if they fail to do this, than nature by definition does not desire to keep them, just as nature wants to remove MGTOW men who are repelled by the idea of SERVING Woman. Where we differ from conventional right-wing racial ideology is that we do not desire to go back to the 1950s when Women were effectively house slaves which made them utterly miserable and bored out of their minds. In an ideal gynocentric future, since technology has allowed for much greater production and wealth, we do not need Women sowing anymore, white men have invented machines to do this. The entire society would be designed so that the superior Females could be financially provided for by their husbands, or the governments if they weren’t yet married or didn’t want to (most high-quality women want to be married), without working yet given more freedoms to enjoy themselves.
I think such a society will appear in the future, perhaps by the end of this century or the next, but I am certain it will eventually, it is the natural progression towards a high Cosmic state of biological perfection.
Upon examination of this proposal, it is hard to see how this program wouldn’t be extraordinarily popular with Aryan maidens, so much so that Jews would be really frightened.

“Women have weaponized the allure of Feminine authority, fetishizing the symbols of their dominance. The erotic power of high heels, business skirts, stockings etc. is embedded in the collective male psyche – triggering reflexive sexual surrender.”

Most high IQ males are rather cold, obsessed with work, serious and uninterested in socialization, this is a good sign, high-bred men are not party types, but high-class Females are not such inert robots, they like having fun and talking about girl-stuff, either with other females, or the receptive male. A gynocentric society will reflect this Female passion for amusement and insure they have sufficient time and do not need to work.

Confessions of a Racist Male Masochist: The Philosophy of Gynocentrism and Female Supremacy

Gynocentrism, or the Breeding Out of Men Who Don’t Worship the Superior Aryan Woman

Gynocentrism may evoke the wrong images, it is not feminism, feminism is not a reality, it is a Jewish anti-nature fiction. Gynocentrism is rather the courtly love and chivalrous male behavior towards Woman, his loyalty, devotion, and service to her, and ultimately, his subordination to her WILL, provided it is not for a subject matter which obliges male reasoning power.

The wife of the Knight, who expects his obedience and loyalty

When I see a nice-looking Aryan Woman the first thing that comes to my mind is, “Goodness, what a splendid creature I have just behold, the fact that nature produced such a thing is a testament to the glory of the Cosmos! I wonder how I could best use my brain and body, my entire earthly existence as an agent of her happiness at this fine moment. What could I possibly do to her give her a smile? Perhaps I pick up something heavy she was struggling with, perhaps abandon my entire day’s work to solve a little problem of hers, offer some advice, counsel her, provided she is needing or wanting such and is not married”. Such maidens are used to the fellow lower men that prey on her, they may mistakenly think I fall into that despicable category myself, but I’m sure she can tell in no time I am different, the facial expressions do not lie, she can tell I am not a lustful male looking to “bed her” but a real Knight, whose obsequiousness if for the love of her maidenly existence, not my own self-interest. In contrast, the low-life sub-human males look at her and say, “She’s “hot”, what sexy legs, I wonder how I could seduce her, trick her into using herself as an instrument of my jollies”. The lower male look at her with contempt, with lust, as a mere object, while the Elite male looks at her as GODDESS he must worship at the alter of.

I am a male, a strict believer of sex roles, but I am a Female supremacist, what does that mean? It means I believe males should be viewed as inferiors compared to females, but natural sex roles must be preserved. As a technically minded young white male, with far-right racial political beliefs, I am about as far removed from the lamentable Seattle “soyboy”, who raises his voice pitch to defile the sacred female sex as you can get. I detest homosexuals, viewing them as vandals of the sacred nobility of womanhood. I share an equal odium towards other form of societal misfits, deviants, degenerates, indolents, etc, I only like industrious Northern European people who think, act and behave like myself, are self-controlled, polite, and orderly. Yet many simple-minded people would assume because I am “right-wing” I would somehow automatically be a woman-hater, this is thanks to the Jews who duplicitously associated European culture with the subjugation of woman, when the exact opposite is the case. European males are the only race of males on earth that gave their Women more than mere slave status, yet, such men, believers in female equality, are still a minority, and must fight against hoards of modern cave-men within the race that view woman as a human addition to the kitchen sink. To be a believer in female supremacy, an admirer of dominant women, female domination, female dominance, “femdom”, etc, and not be a racist is utterly retarded, there are no black males into this stuff, none, black males are a race of rapists, criminals, who pummel women unconscious until they are in a coma. I am a Viking, a Hazel-Eyed Aryan whose ancestors lived in castles, I have no time for fake-brotherly love for all the world’s barbarian races who live in slums. Female supremacy is a white male thing exclusively, but modern Jewish “tolerance” has bastardized female supremacy websites, circles and content with left-wing garbage, because in the mind of mainstream culture, male masochists or “submissive males” are “violating gender roles” and hence must be a bunch of left-wing freaks. Whites, but specially Teutonic/Germanic Europeans are the only chivalrous culture that venerate woman, no other barbarian races do, so if you are a multi-cultural “anti-racist” “negrophiliac” but somehow into female supremacy then please do not read this blog, go move to Afghanistan and live with the woman-stoning boy-raping savages you profess to claim are equal to a Dutchman! If you support the immigration of violent sub-human Muslim rapists into Europe then you are not welcome here either. Aside from a wide array of sub-human atavistic races who didn’t make it through the cold winters of Northern Europe, there is nothing I detest more in this world than misogynists and woman haters, not men who dislike repulsive Mestizo “women”, no, there is nothing wrong with that, but rather men who dislike the Godly ARYAN WOMAN. She does need to be a Hollywood model, even an average Aryan woman, the woman that defines womanhood, beauty, dress, and elegance. But our entire society is constructed upon the assumption that all men are conventional “vanilla” males who just like a stupid servile woman to suck their dick, these beer-guzzling football watching brutes have monopolized our entire conception of civilized sexuality and male-female dynamics. Our civilization would not have all its splendor without men like me, it could not have achieved the highs it did if the Coors light football cavemen were all there is. Fortunately, the human condition, notably the more evolved races of the North, the fair-skinned, light eye and hair supermen who built ALL civilizations, Greece, Rome, Medieval, Renaissance and Modern Europe, America, etc, who invented 99.9% of all technologies, are culturally, intellectually, and socially developed to the extent that sexuality becomes much more complex. Among these advanced civilization, the high-bred men, especially those descended from Aristocracy as I am (partially French nobility), are born designed for the Medieval Knight order, where courtly love and Domnei prevailed. Since but a small child, I could not think of a more pleasurable thing in this miserable world of eternal struggle than to be scolded by a woman surrounded by other attractive women looking displeasing at me!! They would make fun of me, call me names, laugh while they hurled insults at me all while acting very feminine, they would slap me until I cried, doing anything they please, kick me with their pretty shoes!

Nature is a Woman, a mother, who creates all, gives birth, and kills all she doesn’t like, she is merciless, but also capable of extending great love to her subjects, by loving she creates beautiful life, by hating she creates ugly life. She gives preference to higher life, but creates lower life to challenge it. Aryan man’s love for woman, isolated to this race, going to back to the Germanic tribes of Tacitus, his treatment of her as an equal partner rather than an object of lust and pleasure, is because he has a deeper connection with both nature and woman, who are but one in the same! Germanic Man is the only man who both understands and respects these two wonderful entities we behold!

The Dominatrix as a Therapist for the Hyperactive Male

I was always what you could call hyperactive, I have a terribly difficult time falling asleep to this day, I think about everything under the sun, my brain swimming with thoughts. If I’m on an airplane or train, it’s still the same hyperactive state, even worse, taking in all the surroundings like a vacuum cleaner, constantly thinking or talking. I have an absolute phobia about wasting time, a minute at the beach is one minute less to research something. I am always either talking, writing, pacing, or obsessing over something, to relax is something utterly foreign to me, lying on the beach, a nightmare, an impossibility. For most people, taking a walk is to pass the time, get some exercise, to stretch one’s legs, for me it is an OCD rehashing endeavor where I am constantly taking notes on my phone to make sure I’m not forgetting to write about an idea or theme that pops into my head, fearing I’ll never remember it again. Sitting down and watching TV is about as easy for me as getting a vanilla male to submit to a dominatrix. I am an obsessive, compulsive, constantly worrying, thinking, fretting, extremist person, always with something occupying me, I am never really happy or depressed, always neutral, nothing in life brings true happiness or satisfaction, tasty food merely a sensation, a day trip in the Wine Country a drag, less time to read about ancient Germanic tribes or Michael Faraday. I always feel deficient and always behind my ideal, nothing is good enough, it’s always needing improvement. I have a tendency to impulsively hoard books on my computer, wanting to have every single one that is on a topic I’m researching, worrying I am missing out on one with just the right “fact”, that tidbit of knowledge that makes one truly master nature. When I research a topic, I scour the entire internet, every blog post I can find until I get to the bottom of it. I also have a tendency to be combative and antagonistic with other males I perceive as somewhat below me, constantly feuding with my dad is unavoidable. This tendency I believe is common among male masochists, so the whole “giving up power theory” theory does make a great deal of sense. It just feels so nice, like paradise, a bliss, to completely relax in front of this magical Woman and take whatever she hurls at me is the most delightful of things my brain can conjure up, far better than gourmet snacks, to feel her sharp nails biting my skin like a fang while I’m tied an exquisite thought. She is my therapist, my ultimate savior, she is the only person that knows me, she is the only person I trust in this world but my mother, how I long to see one! Woman is thus the only thing that can KILL my obsessive personality, to temporarily put it into abeyance, to shut it down rendering me a phlegmatic shell of my former self, a cowering, timid, nobody in front of this imperious masterful WOMAN! I sometimes feel the blood of a Knight in me, the nerves of a warrior, the mind of a philosopher, I feel I do not deserve such nobility, I do not feel the least bit exceptional, but it seems I have been forcibly granted some heavy baggage I am carrying on my shoulders. I gaze at fellow men and see not my clear reflection on a calm pond, but a blurred reflection on a puddle of turbid brown water that appear on gravel roads after the rain.

What is the right term for “Men who are Aroused by Dominant Women and or Worshiping a Auperior Woman”?

Masochism is not the appropriate term because it has become redolent of perverted sexual arousal by pain alone, no submissive male builds a machine to whip him, what silliness! Pain is merely an indirect outcome of the desire for the Woman to dominate him, to show her power of him, but it is especially a symbolic act, to prove to her he is so devoted to her, so eager to worship, please and satisfy her he will take whatever she throws at him. Masochism must be translated into: “Intense male love for Woman and his desire to Worship her”.

Masochists and Submissives: What is in a Name?

Is male masochism an apposite term? At its core, philogyny is all it is, all else, the fetishism, the dominatrix, is merely the downstream reverberations of this deep-rooted philogyny. Philogyny is the nucleus of the submissive male, he is a full-fledged “Philogynist”. The belief that Women are superior, worthy only of worship (those deserving of, that can command a male), and simply so sublime as to warrant nothing but 24-hour devotion. It has nothing to do with pain, perversion, sex, or any low-bred myths, the crack of a whip on a horse does not arouse the masochist, the smile on the Woman’s face does.
To “normies”, the general public utterly uneducated on matters of female domination, the word submissive invokes images of weak, cowardly, and docile men, the exact opposite of what the “submissive” actually is, aggressive, powerful successful males who tower above their vanilla peers. So while the word submissive is suited for female domination-themed parlance, it should be dispensed with in the broader “femdom community”
Masochists, submissive males, etc, are these men are men who “intensely admire, worship and love Women”, that’s all. Their desire to submit to them or endure pain is only an affirmation of their indestructible love for Woman. When the elite male visits the dominatrix, what he is doing is proving to a Woman for one hour that he loves their feminine essence to such a degree that he feels he can only prove this by taking a number of lashes for her. Even if this Woman is not his wife, not his girlfriend, is a Woman he does not know, a perfect stranger, she is still a Noble Woman, by giving Her his flesh and blood for a brief time is simply one of the more intense ways to worship a Woman, to gift to all of Noble Womanhood, he is but a show of service. But a dominatrix is NOT needed, if there existed a program run by Women where a man could be a personal servant to an attractive well-bred Woman for a few hours a week, he would eagerly pay the same fee to have the opportunity to serve her, deliver her a drink, take off her shoes, and rub her dry after a shower. He is never allowed to get near her vulva or breasts, yet he is at her feet, so clearly it is not sexual in a traditional sense. The submissive male recoils at the thought of asking a Woman for sexual gratification, he is even uncomfortable when the Woman asks.
Does the submissive male need a dominatrix or can he receive complete satisfaction from Woman Worship?
Depending on the masochist, but most will not need the dominatrix, as long as the Woman insists on demanding complete undivided attention and worship the male masochist is satisfied and has no need for overpaid actresses. The dominatrix would quickly go out of business if the legions of upper-middle Women would stop acting like stupid pushovers and dominated their husbands at least! The best friend of the dominatrix is the patriarchy and the vanilla males who subjugate the latent dominant Female, without this, the dominatrix would become a thing of the past, a historical curiosity, but sweepingly replaced by the new professional wife and mother.

The Woman has to be Exhilarated by the Thought of Dominating a Male for him to be Truly Satiated, but Wether such Females Exist is an Unresolved Matter
Nothing excites a male masochist more than the thought that the Woman is the ONE THAT WANTS TO DOMINATE HIM, the male masochist feels a great letdown if he must implore her cruelty and dominance as Masoch had to do. But Masoch lived in an age where Women were brutally enslaved by jealous vanilla males. Fortunately, today, in the Germanic-speaking West, the English and their colonies, the Germans, Northern French Frankish, Dutch, and Scandinavian people, the most successful group of people in human history, well these people are the most masculine men on earth, builders of cathedrals, the Ariane 5, A380s, and CERN, but they give their Women more freedom than any other culture on earth because they admire and respect them because only SUPERIOR men can respect superior Woman. You will notice we deliberately excluded the Latin people, the Catholics, the Eastern Europeans, the Slavs Orthodox Christians, we did this for good reason, these cultures of Europe have been Orientalized and “Asiaticized”, respectively.

I was listening to a podcast by a Dutch-Australian woman who runs a blog and writes femdom erotica novels, I do not want to mention her name out of respect, she will probably dislike my racist views so I do not want her to see my blog in case she searches for her own name!. Nobody really reads this website so it doesn’t matter anyway, it’s basically my personal diary. As she began describing her entry into the female domination scene in her soft female voice how she became intensely excited and aroused when a male submitted to her, it was simply unreal, I felt floored, as if struck by lightning. When a feminine Woman (she seems very much so), openly admits, even boasts, of how she is powerfully aroused and raptured by the thought of a man submitting to her, five men in collars kneeling before her, their heads ready to be grabbed by the hair for her pleasure, when she recounts her experiences of tieing him up, forcibly kissing him, scratching him with her nails, I ask myself whether something so beautiful and amazing is truly real, I question whether she genuinely feels this way, not out of disrespect or disbelieve, but out of a feeling that what is too good to be true cannot be. In the back of my mind, I fear it’s merely role-playing to keep her male audience drooling, she sells her books, they are well written and therefore popular, but then I remember what Leopold von Sacher says of the female animal, a heartless amoral self-seeking creature of extra-worldly superlative beauty. But then there are aspects of her that turn me off, even though the following complaints will be viewed by most submissive men as unreasonable, as overly stringent, even as “extremist”, and certainly, by most, as the height of unrealistic. But I must disclose them nonetheless because they are sensitive to my “convict”, my obsessive scientific truth-centric worldview where facts come before feelings. Tragically but not the least bit surprising, as an educated “modern” woman, she supported “BLM”. This for me is an immediate disqualifier, because it means she has not met a wise man in her life to disabuse her of this Jewish political fraud. I want a polished classy woman, a snob who scorns the poor, the working class, and the underprivileged, who says in her posh voice, “These dirty wretched souls, keep them away from my premises” to her slavish man in a suit who replies, “Certainly Ma’am, no brutes will be within thirty meters of your house”. No, I do not want some trashy crude Southern “racist” with fat thighs who lives in a double-wide, but one that is indifferent to petty Afro-American “suffering” out of scorn for their ugliness, failure, and dysfunctional criminal idolizing culture. I do not want a political panderer with a bleeding heart, especially for black male criminals who died of fentanyl overdoses and pimped women and pointed Glocks at their stomachs, no I will not let such a Woman dominate me.
I simply cannot RESPECT a submissive Female, no matter how attractive she is, I am repulsed by them to be perfectly honest, I find them pathetic.
the stupid vanilla females who cannot dominate a high-quality male, well let them be enslaved by the patriarchy by the pathetic vanilla males they profess to love so much, they scorn us “submissives” who rule over other men and yet they bemoan the disgusting patriarchy, make up your made ladies! Cabarieni dago or Knight masochist, you can’t have both!
Why should I defend these stupid women that cannot be dominant when at the same time they scorn me like a freak of nature? Why should I respect or defend women who want to be abused? No, my female supremacy does not burr my judgment, I only respect Women who respect themselves! The world is yours, you are free, you have agency, you are a powerful Norse Woman, be intelligent and put the man where he belongs and never let a macho dago disrespect you ever again!

Women do need as much specialized intellect or muscle because they are generalists, they are rulers of an empire of worker-males, they need not the small details, the blueprints of the dirty and ugly male world, she need only appreciate which male is worthy of her and which is not.
My high-IQ but vanilla friend tells me: “I’ll do that (submit to a woman) when I witness a woman kill a bug or do an oil change on her own”. What a benighted comment! Woman has been designed by nature to be the Queen bee, she does not collect honey, she receives it, she does not forage, she chooses among the catch the forager has brought her, picking what she likes and throwing aside what she doesn’t, she does not turn wrenches, she controls the male that turns wrenches. She is devoid of these lowly masculine attributes precisely BECAUSE she is superior. Woman is eternal, man ephemeral, as my French aristocratic grandfather said. A dominant Female does not fix a leaky faucet, she orders her male slave to fix it as soon as possible, and should he fail, he is to be punished!
cuckolding is essential to a female-led relationship
Under an ideal dynamic, anything that arouses male masochist should please the woman, in this way, nature has found a perfect reciprocal symbiosis, motivating the Woman to utilize the male as the slave he was designed by nature to be and yet making him feel exhilarated at the opportunity to serve a superior WOMAN!
male arousal that does not please the woman
Only a very IQ Woman like Sharon Stone could possibly understand female domination. Only an intellectual gifted woman who reads and is extremely intelligent could handle the shear amount of novelty, complexity, nuance, psychology, and perplexing genius of the males who love the dominant female archetype.
Cuckholding, if occasionally encouraged by the man, should not result in her temporary lover man cheating on another woman

“When out together in public he will likely be chivalrous and gentlemanly around you, opening doors, giving up seats, carrying your bags, etc. He will be interested in her and her femininity which makes him very attentive to her needs, very obedient, and eager to please domestically but also sexually. Trust me you haven’t had an orgasm unless you’ve had a well-trained sub-male down on you before.”

Female Domination has Nothing to do with “kink”.

We need to once and for all disabuse normies (not that it matters) of the notion that male submissives are a bunch of perverts who like to be walked on leashes in San Francisco by a short-haired butch with a ring in their nose. While a certain minority of male submissives do this, male submissives, being highly masculine and aggressive, have no desire on degrading themselves, not for the pleasure of the woman they love, but for attention, especially in the presence of other men.
The more visceral aspect of the female domination themes, namely icky things like dildos, excessive fetish play, leather, spikes, gimp suits, and parading in public at “kink events”, is principally there for the “low-bred submissive males” (yes, obviously they do exist) attention-seeking types who certainly exist as a minority of the broader population of high functioning submissive males. High-functioning submissive males live ordinary lives (ordinary not in an occupation sense, but in a behavioral sense), they secretly or openly get their wife to dominate them, or secretly visit a dominatrix, but they are not found at degenerate “kink parties”, this is about the last place they’ll be found because they are often germ phobic and these places attract STD positive degenerates, homosexuals, and other devients. Again, male submission has nothing in common with true deviancy, they are just elite men who want nothing but to worship the superior Woman in their life. They might write anonymous blogs on female supremacy (like me!), but will not go out on Youtube under their own name and talk about dominatrices. If a male submissive is found at these dubious places, they might be those so desperate to find a dominant woman due to having unsuccessfully persuaded their wife or girlfriend to initiate a female-led relationship, and being so desperate for female domination, unable to afford a dominatrix, that they stoop to the lows of contemptible fetish and degenerate public display.

The “rare Domme phobia” is a term I have coined for a deep-seated fear in the minds of many elite males that the Lioness, the true dominant Woman who not only enjoys being worshiped by a submissive male but actively seeks to DOMINATE him, is simply infinitesimally rare, and even if it exists in a latent form, is too difficult to draw out, like mining uranium from seawater. I don’t believe this fear is warranted or justified, because there are millions of high-bred Women from advanced countries (Western Europe especially), especially in Northern Europe, where free-spirited high IQ Women have been most disabused of pathetic vanilla male patriarchal norms, that they would simply relish the opportunity to have a masculine servant husband at their feet, if not, if this is merely a projection of mine, a logical one at that, but a flawed one, then the world is not the wonderful place I thought it was. If a free-spirited high IQ Woman actively rejects these almost idyllic males then I will lose all confidence in the Female sex and perhaps resort to supporting the vanilla males in their cruel attempt to re-enslave her via the patriarchy (I’m just kidding, I would never, but you can see where I’m going, I mean if you’re offered life-saving medicine and refuse it you kinda deserve to die), so be warned ladies: for the love of God, do not be so stupid as to reject the CREAM OF THE CROP OF MALES FOR THE DAGO!

Is Seeking out Dominant Women a bad idea? are Dominant Women more masculine?

Can Feminine “Vanilla Females” be Turned into Dominants?

I should preface by saying the term “vanilla female” is somewhat of an oxymoron since few if not any women (that I’ve heard in all my years studying this stuff), are born with “unusual fantasies” as male masochists are. Few 120 IQ women fantasized about tying up some dude in bed as little girls.
I have coined the term “latently dominant females” to describe what is a collective unconscious, a quiescent dominatrix, but brutally suppressed by vanilla misogyny.
Seeking out a woman who is actively involved in the “femdom scene” in any way is certainly a VERY BAD IDEA, because these females are highly unusual and often mentally unstable. If she is so desperate as to need to make money selling herself, that is her body rather than her brain (dominatrices or women in femdom are still ultimately “mental sex workers”), in the workplace, then she is not ideal material, except for a few truly high-class ones. The last thing a professional woman and future mother of two sons and daughters wants it to be an online exhibitionist and e-celebrity, a “professional femdom lady” talking about how awesome her orgasm was after she had a male slave lick her cunt to send some 22-year-old masochist nerd into a tailspin at the other end of the world behind his computer. Slavic camgirls from Ukraine satisfy the 105 IQ man, the 130 IQ man jacks off to a dirty talking nymphomaniac Cruella bragging about her slew of younger male lovers she tied up in bed after she fucked them and left to rot as she locked the door and left the house leaving them squirming. This professional woman and mother does not want to sift through hundreds of comments by anonymous men lusting after her, even submissives, she does not want to earn a living on Patreon by selling clips of herself holding a man by the collar, she is not a Nun but she is not a prostitute either, a female lawyer does not want her clients knowing she is a “Kinkster” however “tolerant” our culture becomes. One must look instead for a normal healthy woman who is simply uninterested in loser machos like “Rich Cooper Clips” on Youtube and “bad boys”, the dagos as we have ranted about so incessantly on this website. Assertive but not masculine women, that’s it. Remember, no professional Woman will stand living with a cretin dago for three seconds, the women who go for bad boys are cheerleaders, truck driver daughters, and other low-bred trash, remember, 85% of white people have an IQ below 115, they take to tinder like mice to cheese. Since virtually all high-IQ women today choose “careers”, she will probably be studying philosophy at university and working as a writer, she will be a proud and moral woman in the sense she has a strong sense of shame, extremely strong, the last thing she wants is to be the object of lust or to sell herself. Maybe she’s a rich woman who doesn’t even need to work, or perhaps she is toiling away in some monotonous white-collar job as a legal analyst or spokesperson, perhaps she is a doctor or becoming one, (she probably won’t be a nurse because this used to be a job that attracted high IQ women but is no longer), but whatever she is, she will NOT be a cashier or babysitter and the daughter of a working-class man. These women, rather, will be chasing after the motorcycle bad boys who can protect them in a fight with other fresh-out-of-jail men, they are bred for the “fast line”, they get started early, are wrinkly prunes by age 50, and are dead by their 70s. The high-bred latent dominant Woman will enjoy pleasant, aesthetic, and pure things, she will certainly love fashion and beautiful female clothing, she will like high culture, she will likely enjoy traveling and seeing things, visiting museums, she will enjoy nature, wildlife, art, and good music. She will surely dislike “debile” (French word for stupid), TV shows, “action movies”, and other assorted filth that Hollywood churns out that keep the 100 IQ Stacies occupied when they’re not at the customer service desk at the receptionist desk. She will not be constantly “texting” a zillion boyfriends and silly friends of hers, she will have a limited number of intelligent friends and she will get bored with people, especially other women, quickly. Lastly, one of child-bearing age, where her biological clock is ticking, she will want to have children and be very preoccupied with their welfare, but she may not want to spend her whole life with children because the more intelligent she is the more easily bored. Again, most if not all latently dominant women are simply ordinary but high-IQ women (low-IQ women cannot be dominant), going about their lives doing whatever normal things they’re doing, trying to survive, find a husband, and live a peaceful fulfilling life free of dagos, perverts, and ugly cultural eyesores. They have never heard of female domination, not in their wildest dreams did she know men like to be slaves, masochism, dominatrices, or any of the genius-their male fantasies are not subjects that appeared in her brain, other than a few references here and there that she might have glanced over from popular culture. Due to shear statistics, since at least 90% of males are vanilla, she will probably never even have dated one let alone met one, that is a true masochist, and if she did meet one, there is a good chance he kept it secret to avoid turning her off since the vanilla males still monopolize the “gender roles”.
My mother and grandmothers are perfect examples of high-bred intelligent females yet docile mice in front of their tyrannical vanilla husbands, except for my maternal grandfather who was a Woman Worshipper and a certain masochist. They are incredibly kind, considerate, loving, tolerant, and forgiving, they cannot give out orders and foolishly tolerate substandard behavior from men. But of course, these Women grew up during the height of the vanilla male-imposed patriarchy and were taught from a young age to be unassertive meek dolls, but this is not the case for a Dutch woman born in the year 2000 who could care less what some stupid male thinks. Again, it bears repeating, VANILLA MALES ARE RESPONSIBLE FOR THE PUTRID NICE GIRL PHENOMENON AND THE HESITATION HIGH IQ WOMEN HAVE FROM BEING DOMINANT YET STILL FEMININE.

Her, Her, Her, these are the three cardinal words of Female Domination, she drinks from a mug that says “Hers”, as if the whole world, certainly the household, REVOLVES around HER! “What does SHE want?”, “What does She like?”, “What makes HER feel good?”, not “I want her to whip me”, “I want her to be my personal dominatrix”, the former, lot the latter, is true FEMALE Domination. The adage of Female domination is doing what SHE wants, all the time, forever, on time, without hesitation, passionately, until you are so sore and tired that you collapse from exhaustion. Only when you have collapsed from exhaustion from SERVING your Woman will she give you a break, but it won’t be too long or comfortable, perhaps sleeping on the floor at the foot of her bed, she’ll let you catch some sleep, regain your strength and put you straight back to work the minute you wake to repeat the process all over again: making her happy. The properly administered FLR (Female Led Relationship) is all the male masochist Needs, no Dominatrix is Required! Pornography or masturbation will never be needed if the male masochist is fortunate to find a Woman who can be his Queen. Serving an attractive intelligent Woman is a permanent orgasm, high, euphoria, a roller-coast of endorphins, a simply an all-around exhilarating experience for the elite male, he needs no sex, not a single round of intercourse, to keep going.

Should I Compromise on the Intensity of Female Domination I Kindly Request in the Relationship?

No, I cannot live with a vanilla “nice girl” who cannot TAKE CHARGE, it’s depressing and unfair, a relationship has to be reciprocal, if the male is miserable, the woman cannot possibly enjoy it, a vanilla submissive woman will not feel the man is interested in her, he can only love her if she is dominant because the elite male DOES NOT RESPECT submissive Women AT ALL. It is unwise to give money to a homeless man because he will spend it all on alcohol, inching a bit closer to dying of liver failure. It is unwise to set an 80-IQ black male free from County jail because his chance of recidivism is close to 90%, we do not need one more white woman with brain damage. You give those who deserve what they’re given and you deny the undeserving because not only do they not deserve it, they will squander the opportunity, feeding the rats will just bring disease, watering the weeds makes a garden ugly and denies the beautiful plants nutrients. A vanilla woman will break up with a male masochist in three weeks, he will have no motivation unless he feels he must spend time “warming up” and gently introducing it to her.
Why can’t there be an intellectual Woman who is attractive and feminine, not a dumb model, but at the same time willing to be my ruler for life? I’m sure she exists, I just need to find her, if it takes 15 years, then that’s the way it goes, but who knows, the few women I anecdotally know or encountered all seem totally submissive, even higher IQ ones, it’s lonely for the genius, it’s very lonely.

Gynaphobia: a Common Trait Among Male Masochists

Intense fear of the superior powerful female is a major theme in male masochism. While many men, especially those with low-self esteem, may be shy or nervous around women, male masochists take it to an extreme, they believe they are evil, out to destroy them, and will never love them, are perpetually unworthy, and yet at the same time they relish at all these thoughts being true!. Ironically, it’s not the physically unattractive, overweight, tattooed, and pierced low-bred BestBuy computer tech males that are shy or nervous bordering on phobic in front of females, they have their own burrito-eating landwhales to copulate with, it’s rather the higher-bred who become fluttery and angst around the superior Female sex. After all, what medallion-waring, golden tooth, Glock-wielding ghetto negro is shy around his booty-twerking hoes? These gynaphobic males, Knights without a horse and armor, are usually highly successful, outlier, accomplished, and genius-tier males, it is surely not caused by a lack of self-confidence, around men, they are arrogant, scornful, and highly confident, around my cousins, for example, I view them as contemptible losers with the least bit of shyness, but for the love of God, when I look at a pretty maiden, a millisecond glance, I become gripped with deep fear, terror-stricken as if she will eat them alive, I want to rush home to mommy, to burry my face in a pillow and cry. The intense desire of the male masochist to submit to an attractive woman is an affirmation of her cruel nature they have constructed in their minds. The dominatrix proves their worst nightmares, but these worst nightmares are their best most scrumptious dreams!

Many strong males desire what Elise Sutton calls “loving female authority”, they want to fall before a dominant woman, to kiss her hand, to earn a hug from her, a pat on the head, they crave nothing but the feminine to look down on them, to be in her presence is they crave, love or not, she need not be beneficent. These men do not want to be loved by her, they want her to reject him yet hold him in her arms.

“One Bay Area woman explained, “I spend a certain amount of time petting people’s arms or stroking their backs or things like that, because so many of my clients are so touch-starved. And, you know, it’s the nurse who decided you needed an enema, and while she’s being mean and making you hold it, she’s also stroking your arm and it’s for your own good. She has your best interests at heart.” As noted, some women cuddle their clients at the end of punishment sessions. Others touch them comfortingly and tell them what “good boys” they are. It is no coincidence that, in their sessions, pro-dommes often transform into female archetypes whose functions in everyday life include providing comfort. Although pro-dommes also get requests for role-playing sessions in which they are military commanders, interrogators, or police investigators, more often they take on characters such as mothers and nurses, whose nurturing gestures go hand in hand with their infliction of pain.” For the male masochist, the female archetype is ultimately the mother, but a mother they are sexually attracted to, who punishes but cradles them, who slaps but then caresses them. I always had a close bond with my mother, but never felt masochistic towards her, only unrelated women, so it can’t be some secret maternal love affair, not only is that gross, but it’s totally unnatural, nature has no incentive to make boys secretly fantasize about having sex with their mother. I think simply what it is is the male masochist trusting NO ONE but the Female dominant.

The best dream I could possibly concoct in my head was being in a room where a number of attractive women were sitting down and talking to each other, giggling and enjoying themselves, holding their drinks in their hands, you know how women sit down with their beautiful legs and lean their arms on their knees, laughing at me and making me do degrading things, ignoring me, and treating me like a slave! Such fantasies occurred in my head very often and uncontrollably, I could simply not get rid of them and it always caused intense arousal. In fact, if I could wish for anything in this world it is for heaven to be a place where beautiful Aryan women treat me as their inferior viewing me as a personal servant to them for all of time, to last forever, to never end. I want to die for them, in fact, I always would fantasize about her deciding I am no longer useful to her and killing me, ending my miserable life herself, deciding my fate for me! My only purpose in life was to make woman happier and better, my life was not even a consideration. It was a fantasy, something precisely that cannot exist in the real normal everyday world, but a retreat into a fictitious world where our deepest desires manifest. But I did find it strange (or perhaps not if the traits are often flipped) that my incorrigible desire to submit to a woman, an extremely intense one at that, was paired with an evidently psychopathic feeling towards men, if I felt they were inferior to me, I relished in hurting other men I viewed as below me.

The Plague of Cave-Man Misogyny in the Right-Wing

Chances are if you’re reading this you’re a male, that is because man has superior mental powers than females, his only beauty is his mind, not his body, he is if anything a rather foul creature compared to the clean and graceful female, hairy, smellier, louder, and often ungainly. But when we say the male brain is superior, we do not imply the MALE as a dimorphic organism is superior, no he is woefully INFERIOR to the Noble Woman, dispensable, replaceable, while woman’s womb, infinitely valuable. To claim the male is superior because he can design an F-22 Raptor fighter jet while woman cannot would be like arguing that the male is superior because he is stronger than the female, or that he has body hair while woman does not, such logic is absurd, akin to saying man is inferior because he does not have a womb. A good test of a man’s intelligence it to see whether he holds a low opinion of women because somehow they are “stupid” and unable to comprehend all the “male” subjects, this is very common among low IQ “MGTOW” males, who constantly trash women for their putative ineptitude at doing things men are designed to do, such as fixing a car, what morons these men are!. Woman is as intelligent as man, she has better memory, she can learn most advanced subjects, but she is designed by nature to not give the slightest thoughts to these mechanical things. But I must say, compared to the Sports car revving num-skulls, I would find the average woman more interesting than these sloped forehead oafs. Man has been given a more powerful brain for war, invention, and organization, but this power he uses solely for the interest of the Females of his race. All of man’s efforts, all his work, are channeled into the Female, whether he likes it or not, whether it is conscious or suppresses it, so she can propagate his genes. Woman is an intrinsically beautiful creature, when she eats, it’s a pleasant site, when man eats it resembles a pig feasting at his trough. Aryan Man is a creature of nature who deciphered the universe, he soars the skies in million-pound metal machines, he composes works of wonder and he writes brilliant textbooks on the nature of electricity or captivating novels. But the superior mental power of man is no excuse to degrade woman to a domestic servant and prevent her from inheriting the rightful property of her father.
Havelock Ellis is certainly correct when he says that our sexual impulse taints our outlook on the matters of sexuality and the woman’s role in society.
Male sadists, even among Aryans, desire woman to be property and to be there only for their pleasure. They covet a society not too far removed from that of a caveman in the Flintstones, where man, the brute with his club drags the woman by the hair and forces himself on her when he is sexually excited, usually every half-hour. These types of men I share an intense disgust and disdain for, do not be fooled by the veneer of modernity, many still exist, atavists, throwbacks from our ancient past, but they need not influence or society, their primitive ways can be easily squelched and silenced. I do not care if they are perfect Aryans or not, I do not want their views to reflect the values of the future National Socialist state.
Male masochists and some high-functioning “non-masochist” males (although I’m doubtful a non-masochist can truly respect woman), view women as equals, if not more than equals, even given special privileges, deserving of kind and respectful treatment, and certainly equal rights under the law. My theory is that without the elite crop of male masochists, there would have never been any attempt at woman’s suffrage in the Aryan countries, because ordinary males detest the idea of giving women any power over them. I cannot live in a society where a woman is forbidden from being educated, owning a share in a corporation, or starting her own business. But woman’s rights end exactly where man’s rights end, she has no more or fewer rights than man, but nor does she have fewer obligations and duties than man, in fact she has equal if not greater obligations than man. As the high-bred propagator of the race, as the superior SEX, she must excel. Her inherent nobility, beauty, and responsibility for the propagation of the race oblige man to set higher standards upon her sex than his. Woman is no more allowed to be a traitor than man, she is no more allowed to be disloyal than man, and she is no more allowed to commit crimes against the blood, nation, and kind as man.
I cannot live in a society where Aryan women are forbidden from owning property, are denied the ability to participate in elections (in a National Socialist state), are denied the right to exit an abusive marriage, and decide their own fate. Such a society resembles more the backward, primitive, and barbaric societies of Asia, the Middle East, and even negro-Africa, than the beautiful, proud, and moral Norse people.
Women’s suffrage is the expression of the superior Teutonic mind, who recoils at the thought of women as property. All the primitive races of men live according to the law of the jungle, the strongest man can steal any woman he wants and enslave her. With the evolution of society toward agriculture,
“Matrimony is, like all other human institutions, the result of evolution. In the dim past, after the ape-man had evolved to true man, it was not known at all. Most probably all the females were the common property of the males, the strongest of whom took hold of several women, leaving the rest to their inferior chums.”

The Woman is my Queen, the sun in my solar system, all revolves around HER. Masochism is the extension of extreme love and pair bonding of woman, the higher male mind’s devotion to her is so intense it causes him to want to endure pain for her to show his love. His desire for the more “perverse” elements, namely to take pain for her, is not genuinely perverse, the male masochist likes pain no more than any ordinary male into boobs and vagina, rather he loves pain as it is a way for him to adore the woman of his dreams. Male masochists almost invariable had strong maternal love according to Krafft-Ebing and Stekel, so male masochists are capable of deep affection and love, likely deeper and more intense than sexually ordinary males. Anecdotally, I always had a much closer relationship with my mother than my brother did, I suffered extreme jealousy of my mother loving him equally and always desired to be the sole receiver of her love. Stekel describes numerous cases where male masochists had closer relationships, even intellectually, with the mother than the father and often had somewhat acrimonious relations The bastardization of female domination with filthy pornography. What was is actually the organic and healthy expression of a Knight’s love for his lady and desire to worship her has been turned into a perverted fetishism within pornographic content. Female domination is an incorrect term to describe something more complex. There is no such thing as “female domination”, I am not sure where to even begin, such a thing is totally inaccurate and impossible. What there rather is a unique sexuality among some highly intellectual men that feel the need to submit in front of their woman and serve her, to take pain for her, the love they want nothing but to worship her as a goddess, but this love for a woman does not mean they believe in a matriarchy or for women to do a man’s job, or for a woman to tell men how to perform their male work. I feel no stronger urge than to fall at the feet of the Woman, to plea to her my loyalty and devotion, as a weep at her feet trembling, I can be the strongest, fiercest, bravest most merciless slayer of enemies, but in front of Woman, I am but a little bird chirping on her finger, a mouse, the plaything of a cat. I wait patiently as she looks down at me and grants me permission to love her. She extends her hand, and I take hold of it and kiss it gently, she smiles and nods for me to get up and stand tall in front of her.

How Well-Bred European Females Should View Man

Females are indisputably biologically far superior, physiological they are much more robust, with better “system integrity”. They are less likely to get infections, cancer, heart disease, and virtually all diseases, their infant mortality rate is far lower, and they live at least five to seven years longer than males on average. Women have more potent immune systems, produce more white blood cells, and lose T-cells at a slower rate than men, they experience attenuated immunosenescence. The only person to have ever survived rabies, lyssavirus, the deadliest virus on earth, was a white girl. Among the elderly population, females outnumber males from between 3 to 1 and 20 to 1, no male has ever lived to a 120.
Females are inordinately more aesthetic than males, their entire body is designed to be beautiful by nature, their mannerisms, behavior, speech, voice, their lowest body parts, their feet, are better looking than the most refined body parts of man. Their movements all are designed by nature to be highly aesthetic, nothing they do is repulsive. In contrast, the male, even the father of a beautiful Woman, is barely pleasant to look at, they go bald, they are loud, brutish, hirsute, dirty, smelly, gauche, oafish, etc, useful only to invent, build and fix machines and to use these machines to kill other men in war. Males drill for oil, work as roughnecks, in the pouring rain of an offshore rig, noble work indeed, but these brutish uncultivated males must be soaked in black sticky liquid all day long so that superior Aryan Woman can live a comfortable life!
Female supremacy fantasies occur only in the mind of the genius male, the Rousseau’s, who instinctively know the truths of the world, he was born with an understanding of nature. Nature does nothing in vain, the female sex is infinitely more valuable than the male, a complex biological factory, extremely needy, fragile, requiring constant slavish male attention. No misogynist can refute this.
High-quality Aryan women should view men as disposable cannon fodder, they should respect them but not idolize them and always look at us as the inferiors we are! But man must prevent at all costs Aryan Woman’s naturing instinct, her tender side, to interfere with his business, defense, security, killing what is dangerous, war, the male domain she must leave alone. Female supremacy does not believe that feminine values of caring, compassion, and nature should be whatsoever applied to the masculine territory. Her feminine wonder is only possible if the superman of Aryan killing machines, the Black Knights, the Hyperborean Waffen-SS man, can destroy the sub-human Bolsheviks that threaten her. Woman must turn her head when men does the dirty work, she must not flinch and let her motherly instincts interfere with his work, she must close her eyes while he shoots a menacing sub-human in the back of the head with a rifle. But Woman loves to watch males fight, they love to watch us fight in war, they love to watch us die to protect her! She cannot handle the gore, she cannot handle the spasms of dying men, but she loves the thought of her man fighting for her! Deep down in her carnal animal instincts, I know she enjoys it greatly, possibly to the point of sub-conscious sexual arousal, when two men fight to the death over her, when a stronger man defeats her previous lover, leaving him on the ground bleeding, dead, or wounded. The beautiful maiden runs over towards the winner, hugging and kissing him passionately, swept up by him and ready to be is lover until he too is defeated, or she grows old, wrinkly and undesirable! We all know this is Woman’s nature, why hide it, use obscurantism and Christian equality to pretend Woman bats an eyelash for the defeated man? So why would Aryan woman not LOVE WAR? She may not like tanks or machine guns the way boys do, but she loves the man who mans and shoots them! Should she not love to watch us men exterminate all the inferior, lowly stocks of men that menace her? She, the high-bred Aryan Woman, is magnetically attracted to the warrior, all her motherly empathy cannot kill this craving for the man who kills for a living, she knows full well what that uniform represents. The officer in uniform, the white-clad sailor, the soldier, these decorated military men with all their medals, she feels especially funny and warm in their presence, boasting about them to her Woman friends, this, the maiden, loves more than anything. It is almost certain she is almost automatically sexually aroused by men in uniform, what beautiful maiden is not? And rightfully so, she should look at them as useful only in defending her from invaders and savage barbarians who threaten her, as companions, as sources of her pleasure, of builders of her house. She should view them as fathers of their children who will instill the necessary attitudes in their offspring, but she should not let them tyrannize her, ever. No fair maiden, Germanic Frau, Viking Woman, should tolerate an abusive lowly male, only the ugliest, masculine, least desirable, could possibly stay married to these retrograde males. She should not see man as the master, master of the world yes, the outside world, the dangerous male world of tanks, oil tankers, and tower cranes, but she should view herself as HIS MASTER. They should view men as builders, inventors, and technicians, their lowly technical servants, who design comfortable heated seats in C-class Mercedes designed by Aryan men in Munich that she rides in, men who design air-conditioned buildings so this blond beauty doesn’t have to sweat!

“Women instinctively admire soldiers, athletes, kings, nobles, and fighting-men generally, above all other kinds of suitors — and rightly so. Nothing so lowers a lover in a virile maiden’s estimation, than for him to be ‘whipped’ in a personal encounter with a rival. Among all classes of females this sentiment persists. The best bid a man can make for the admiration of any women (even the most pious) is a display of undaunted physical prowess. Young women have an instinctive detestation for the ‘good young man that died’ kind of adorer, and they positively abhor the pale coward—even though he be a blood relation. Strength, energy of-character, ferocity, and courage, she admires in her possible husband, above all other qualities combined. Even to be carried-off by force, is not repugnant to her feelings, if the ‘bold bad man’ is in other respects acceptable.”

“Women congregate at athletic sports and gladiatorial contests; impelled by the same universal instinct that induces the lioness to stand expectantly by, while two or more rival males are ripping each other to pieces in a rough-and-tumble—for her possession. The lioness submits, as a matter of choice, to the embraces of the Victor; and in the most fashionable society, the stalwart footballer or the dashing soldier, has practically unlimited selective powers, among the marriageable maidens of his own particular set.”

Ragnar Redbeard

It is simply amazing to see how the modern Aryan Female has been completely stripped of her natural instinct of favoring the most superior male and shows such such regrettably sympathy towards the ugly, lowbred males that invade her lands, at the same time scorning the best efforts of her own men. I am far more likely to be scolded for my racial insults by a nice blond Woman in Norway than some football brute male, what a shame! But this she does because she perceives the Aryan man as weak and enslaved, which he is, she just does not know to who, but Aryan Woman can tell nonetheless the Aryan man is on his knees: to Jude.

Male submission is not just a male fantasy, the women like it too!
It does not make sense for nature to produce so many submissive males and not produce any females like that to be dominant! There must be plenty of well-bred, attractive females that are feminine yet heartless, viewing men as servile pleasure objects. High-bred Women who love to grab their hair and shove them down to make their shrine tingle once in a while when they are tired and angst!
There must be plenty of these nice Women who like to grab his head and spit in his mouth!
Or are such women just she-male butches, who look like Angela Merkel when she was young, East German feminist butches? Certainly not, the more beautiful, the more feminine, the more power she knows she has over men, the more she can be cruel, use them as playthings, abuse them, break their hearts, and throw them to the wolves should they fail to please her! The masculine woman, the ugly woman, she has not a chance to get a high-bred man to kneel before her! Woe to these low-bred women and woe to the MGTOW men!

Too many “femdom” blogs are pluralistic and descend to the lows of crude animalism, despoiling the clean, clad, and elegant aspect which so characterizes refined female dominance and male submission. The bastardized pornographic version blurs the boundary between female domination, the most removed from the fleshy and bodily sensuality of vanilla sexuality, not dissimilar to our Savanah past, from the mental, Platonic, and Aristocratic Knighthood of male submission. Many blogs and content creators, trying desperately to fit in with mainstream culture which I find wretched, include forms of multi-racial female domination, which motivated me to start this site. Almost everything about the modern age has become egalitarian, pluralistic, and debased, driven by the inherent aesthetic baseness of the Semitic people. I expect male masochists to be culturally sophisticated, to like movies from the 1960s where Aryan women dressed beautifully, did not gyrate their bodies, acted femininely, and conducted themselves with honor and pride. In contrast with the Jungle-sensuality of modernity, any themes of female supremacy are totally incompatible with the Judeo-African booty-twerking vomit-inducing Nicki Minaj filth, to blend the two is a defilement of the noble European Woman and her servile male lover. I view female supremacy as a distinctly European trait since it harks back to the Medieval order of chivalry and Domnei, I see nothing Oriental about it, I imagine European ladies of Versailles with obsequious well-dressed men trailing behind them, not Chinese mandarins with their fleet of concubines. Although it is interesting to note that despite all the efforts to multi-racialize “femdom”, every guy wants a tall Blond, Brunette, or Red-haired white-skinned White European Woman clad in the fashion we designed, not the boring loose robes of the Orient. The “sexiest” fashion on earth, the most erotic, the most tantalizing, the most heart-beat raising Woman’s clothing is the latter half of the 20th-century standard, which culminated in the jet age, the space age, the age where Aryan man soared in the skies with the Concorde, was the age in which Aryan Female beauty was at its zenith. Modern Western female fashion is at an absolutely dreadful low, with these repulsive bell-bottom pants and bras with their exposed belly, what Sardax Maiden is dressed in such appalling clothing? What amplifies the natural beauty of the Aryan Female is the cladding that makes her Mermaid nature stand out like a lightning bolt, not a naked pygmy with only a braw and a swimsuit, but neither the drab loose-fitting robe of the ugly Hindu woman, no, a firm-fitting accoutrement that clings to her majestically curved form. All the other races of men are too stupid to design female fashion, they are either desert prudes like the Muslims or the naked monkeys of Africa. But the Muslims earn a prize for the sheer wretchedness of their women, they have set the Guinness world for the most disgusting females. These poor men, no wonder they stone and enslave them, it really does seem as if all the desert people were cursed by nature to endure the sight of ugly females. After all, it’s Susan Wojcicki’s race that was supposedly chosen by God! These Mohammedans, with their walking ghosts as women, hovering over the pavement as if by some new law of physics, these black silhouettes walking around the streets of Europe are simply frightening, disgusting, and repulsive. Muslims simply produce the most repulsive race of females. It is not surprising Germanic Aryan men with their beautiful blond wives at home in Utah and Colorado could kill thousands of these sub-humans in the desert as they flow over and terrorized them in their AH-1 Cobras, AH-64, and B-1 Lancers, the blue-eyed pilots turning their cinder-block huts into fine powder. If only these wars weren’t fought for Jews and for the interest of Aryans. But whatever does happen, it’s never the inferior races that hunt the superior, it was Aryans, not affirmative action negroes, in their attack helicopters that mercilessly hunted down toothless Taliban boy-fuckers, 2000 dead white men for 90,000 Afghans.

The Phobia of not Pleasing Woman

The greatest phobia of the male masochist is the displeased Woman. He will stay up all night worrying if she will like the gift he bought her, did he buy the right one, the right kind? Did he hang her towels properly, or cleaned her cabinets to her satisfaction? He is petrified she will scold him for his failures, he frets, tosses, and turns, worrying he will fail the Superior Woman. All other thoughts are secondary, his daily technical ventures pale in comparison, all else he excels at, for ordinary men, mastering a subject is hard, for the male masochist, it is effortless. But for the male masochist, convincing himself he is a satisfactory servant of the superior FEMALE is a task of unmatched difficulty.
If she wants it, he will do it, however extreme or self-destructive, believing he is her property, property that the Woman can throw out of her house like an old appliance taken to the recycling place. He will jump off a jagged cliffside for the Woman, he will sleep outside in the freezing cold with coyotes barking, he will swim in the freezing ocean to save her, and he will sleep on the floor while she sleeps in a Queen size bed. Of course, he would never do any such things on his own, he has no intention of freezing outside for anyone but the superior Woman, remove the Woman, and he is a selfish creature like any other. He desires nothing but to live to serve his Woman, but should she ask him to do such an extreme, jumping onto the sharp, jagged rocks, impaling his body on the cliffside, it is doubtful that he would refuse.

Female Clothing Stores: The Male Masochist’s Paradise

Male masochists differ greatly in this respect compared to vanilla males, as in virtually all facets of their identity and personality. Vanilla males will only develop or show a vague interest in female clothing and female stuff in general to gain sexual access, they have to be dragged to accompany her on her female adventures of beautification. Male masochists dream of nothing more than to work in a clothing store their entire life, not because they are gay, no, they have no interest in the bags themselves as lone entities, they are intensely captivated, rather, by the thought of being the agent of a female’s beauty, especially in the clothing realm, because many male masochists like me dislike excessively made-up women, viewing them as trashy trollops. Male masochists especially obsess over working at a shoe store, they dream of carrying their bags, placing their shoes on, and being in their presence as an assistant to these stupendous creatures of nature, all while other women in the background look at them. Most men who work at shoe stores are either homosexuals or masochists, which for some reason, almost always overlaps with female foot fetishes, we don’t quite know why, it’s possible it’s because the foot represents the “lowest” point on the woman and hence they take pleasure in being allowed to look only at her feet. Interestingly, I was always grossed out by feet, namely male feet, or female feet on relatives or women I was not sexually attracted to, but if the woman fits my exact look, I lost all my previous dislike of them. This is a common theme, the male masochists “shed” their prior disgust for something, such as urine, saliva, etc, with the woman he is desirous to be submissive to. For example, an almost universal male masochist fantasy is being used as a receptacle for a hungry salivating woman, his mouth open like a water bottle being filled! Taken to the extreme, most male masochists fantasize about being urinated on by the woman, or drinking her urine. Some extreme male masochists are certainly aroused by the thought of the woman unloading her intestinal contents on them, but for me, the line is drawn at urine because my disgust sensitivity is so strong that it overpowers my masochism. Male masochists are indeed strange beings because they are often very germ-phobic, hypochondriacs, clean freaks, constantly wiping things with alcohol, they detest bad odors or body fluids. I am terrified of vomit, blood, gore, spiders, snakes, I detest dirty, smelly, and generally foul things. Hypochondria within the realm of hygiene borders on obsessive with me, I literally constantly clean my hands and desk with a personal bottle of alcohol spray that I keep with me, and would even like to bathe in alcohol or shower in some disinfecting gas. When I touch a door handle in public, the first thing I think about is whether there is hand sanitizer available. But in the presence of a woman I find attractive, I fully admit I dream of drinking her urine. Male masochists notice subtle female things far more than vanilla males, who only see breasts, a vagina, and a pair of legs, too brutish to appreciate the female’s refined, fine-tuned, and elegant side. They are tantalized by their exact body movements, gestures, posture, facial expression, habits, etc. For example, they will take notice of things that only other females typically pay attention to, such as the way they gracefully take their gloves off (when women wore gloves), how they move their hands to brush their hair back, or how they suck on a lollypop!

The Sounds that Superior Females make

The Superior Woman is designed by God to be both pleasant to the eye and the ear. She is equally pleasant to the ear, her vocal cords, producing a 220-260 Hz (F0) voice pitch, which is a gift to the male ear, a privilege to listen to. How wonderful is it to listen to the Woman’s soft voice at the airport announcing the next flight in the loudspeaker, what man on earth would want to listen to some growling male voice? When the Woman is bathing in rhapsody, her nerves, brain cells, and neurotransmitter chemicals produce a flood of pleasurable sensation, her face and vocal cords reveal it, communicating to the male he is succeeding at delivering this source of pleasure. As she is on her back on a soft white pillow, her hair covering it like a canopy, her beautiful face reveals blissful happiness, her eyes, mouth, and facial expression betoken nothing but happy thoughts, knowing she, this Goddess, has been given another gift of delectation by the inferior male servant, and that he is ready to do it over and over again. Gruel and hardship are the natural states of the male sex, he is a born stoic, an ascetic, designed to endure the agony of amputation, a bullet in his torso, interrogation by the enemy, but Woman has been granted by nature a state of blissfulness, a more elevated position, she is naturally on top, on the pedestal, at the throne, in her bed, ecstasy, rapture, is Woman’s natural and preferred mode of existence.

Woman’s suffrage was a magnanimous male effort to give Aryan women more dignity, it was not women who “freed themselves”, it was upright men who did. We are thus entitled, as Nordic-Germanic-Celtic males to force her to be a racialist, she must never be allowed to be a multi-culturalist, to like Arabs, Africans, immigrants, etc. She must become “hateful” of all that is inferior, she must respect only her men. Just as a feudal serf is loyal to his Lord, the fealty goes both ways, the Lord is loyal to his Serf. The superior Aryan woman who has been given all the freedoms she desires is bound to be loyal to her Men, her country of birth, and most importantly, her race. Female emancipation is not Chinese, Indian, Islamic, African, or Aboriginal, these races and societies rape, enslave, torture, mutilate, and terrorize their ugly women. We freed her, us European males, we did it, we supported her through her efforts, wrote books on her emancipation, fought against the lowly men who wanted to deny her the ability to learn the basic knowledge of human civilization, to stay ignorant, dark and miserable, behind closed doors, denied all the privileges our civilization had to offer. The easiest way to make the White Woman a fierce unabashed RACIST is to show her images of genital mutilation, Muslim veiling, Chinese polygamy, foot-binding, and the endurance of these practices in non-white countries. Show them videos of negro males beating women until they Hail Hitler!. You can juxtapose these images of negro savagery with the proud, free, assertive Norse Scandinavian female, who can walk to Ikea on her own without being chaperoned by a male, without worrying about being raped, groped, and whistled at by swarthy dagos and ragheads. She is safe, she could walk around naked if she wanted to would not be raped, she is free of harassment from swarthy Dagos, the Portuguese, Italian and Spanish “Macho” men, who have become Arabs of Europe after a millennia of Muslim rule. Show her the grisly blood-curling images of beautiful Dutch Boer women in South Africa savagely mutilated, burned alive, and tortured by sub-human Zulus, left to die in their own bathtubs in a pool of blood, sodomized by the black animals. You are sure to make any high-IQ morally sound White Woman a Racist with this information, given enough time and provided you do it gently and do not frighten her, maidens do not like nasty things, but this is why you must educated her!. The most noble thing an Aryan man can do is show an Aryan woman how important National Socialism is. Aryan men are the only men in the history of the world to view the female sex as noble and deserving of equal rights, going back all the way to the ancient Germanic tribes. Germanic men naturally gravitate towards women, they believe there is something magical about her, fair and decent treatment, and the right to self-determination comes natural to them. If she cannot understand that if Aryan MALE did not dominate SOCIETY, that it would rapidly descend into cannibalism, barbarism, rape, the slums of Lagos Nigeria, over the clean, safe beautiful cities of Stockholm Sweden, then she is intellectually deficient or must be completely reeducated (Jewish propaganda is more effective on females, yet also easier to disabuse since they have weak conviction). If nothing works, then well we’ll have to wait for the men to take over and completely overhaul the society, because the Female animal is a natural conformist, thinking “outside the box” is foreign to her. Before the Jewish age, white Southern Women detested negroes, they looked down on them as ugly, lazy, and violent, they viewed them as lecherous animals looking to rape them, lusting them at every corner, their beady black eyes following them, to violate their bodies. They loved it, these Southern Celtic Ladies, when their strong attractive courageous white men went out and lynched these creatures to keep her safe, they cheered along with the men! Woman LOVES THE STRONG, THE SUPERIOR, THE WINNERS, no real Aryan woman wants a 70 IQ man-ape negro who cannot read and write, they want a powerful Aryan man, a Knight, not a jungle savage who leaves her with black eyes, what a disgusting thing to let the Norse woman get even close to a Jungle savage. The silly Aryan women that professes to like these sub-humans have been thoroughly brainwashed by Jews, few but the ugliest, most masculine truly believe it. Right-wingers, often disillusioned men of low intellectual development, often bear grudges against the female sex because nature has given them access to their mediocre female equivalents, that is they simply cannot access high quality females nor should they. These low-bred men believe that nature created women as born subversives, these little giggling girls, without a foul thought in their brain, are in fact the destroyers of civilization! The Neanderthal MGTOW convinces himself woman is treacherous and hating of man, disloyal, with an urge to bring man down. Such a view is simply absurd, why would nature have designed a race, the highest race, why would women wage a relentless war against their own men? Why would nature design the female to be traitorous against her only source of protection, to abandon her men in favor of foreigners? No race could survive such a condition, not even the strongest patriarchy could have curbed the seditious tendency of women that the low-bred misogynists insist characterizes the fair sex.

The Free and Proud Norsewoman

Norse Woman, the Dagos worst nightmare! The little swarthy Dago should not be allowed in the site of the earthly Goddess that is the Norse FEMALE! His lustful ego, his pathetic macho comportment, his animalistic moves, disgusts to core the high-bred Norse Woman, she dreams of nothing but to slap this detestable male. She is his worst enemy, the Arabized Dago, used to these meek, voluptuous Oriental black-haired Olive-skinned women of the South, used to a mating strategy more redolent of Africa than Europe, where the men show off like animals, is naively moving his indolent body North in his futile attempt of securing the Godly Norse woman. But is he met with scorn, the powerful Norse woman grabs him by the rough of his dirty neck and throws him onto the asphalt out of her house, no Dago for me cries the Norsewoman in her beautiful Germanic tongue! The proud, free, and strong-willed Norse-Germanic woman is the wife of a Viking, she is womanly but not a concubine, feminine but not meek, beautiful but moral, pure of the heart, mind, and body, in consonance with her icy-cold birthplace, the fresh, crisp air has made her a pure as a stream in the mountains.

Feminism, Modernism, Nature, and “Female Empowerment”

When I find myself using left-wing words I often cringe, how could I as a masculine “racist” white male use the word “empowerment”, well perhaps if it applies to tall Dutch women! But do they need to be further empowered though? it seems they have plenty of it already! As long as one does not violate the will of mother Nature which keeps us bound to her dictates as gravity keeps us on the tarmac, we not engaging in falsehood.

In the Gynarcy, some called it the “House of bulls”, others joked about the “Female harem”, no longer the docile concubines lining up to be violated and abused by the emperor, but a fleet of young bare-chested men in collars and paraded in front of middle age ladies who fondle them passionately, stroke their chest and squeeze their balls, treat them like toys, tease them with their manicured feet, and give them five minutes to give her an exquisite orgasm. In the Nordic Gynarchy, the sex ratio remains unchanged since the only way to change the sex ratio would be to abort girls, which would be a baleful thing, but so would reducing the number of boys, which is just as cruel because it denies superior Women 24/7 access to a cunnilingus machine and footstool. The new matriarchy was the sluts heaven, but not the sluts of the past, who fucked low-quality men and let themselves be abused, oh no, a new crop of high IQ nymphomaniacs (the female is far more sexual than the male, her vulva has a dedicated component designed solely to produce orgasm), have spawned, gone are the low IQ sluts of the vanilla patriarchy who existed for the PLEASURE OF MEN, free prostitutes, self-employed harlots, these women are gone, say hello to the high IQ HEDONSTIC PLEASURE SEEKING Alpha Female, unleashed by European man’s technology, freed by wise Aristocratic European men, who started with Women’s suffrage and ended with Female Supremacy, to let her be the wild animal she is, the FEMALE animal has shaken the earth, she makes men tremble and will make the earth vibrate in the aether in her heels! This Woman will send the vanilla male into a coma, she will give him nightmares, he is petrified of her, he will scamper away, hide, close his eyes, and snort copium until he has overdosed, he will not survive her, she will enslave him. These Alpha Females, the administrators of the Gynarchy, the rulers, the despots, they click their heels and swing their hips, sway their hair and paint their nails, coat their lips and place their hands on their hip and lean it to one side, they crack their whips in their boots that rise to just below their knees, but they fuck when they want, how they want, and by whom they want, WHENEVER THEY WANT!. FEMALE Predators who are on the prowl for male flesh, but only the best, the vanilla males have been enslaved, a simple internet search, the ALPHA FEMALEs enslaved all the dominant men to be workers without the most basic rights, allowed only to reproduce with the lower quality women to propagate their worker existence. But make no mistake, they had no wives or girlfriends, the inferior men who refused to WORSHIP WOMAN, who refused to SUBMIT, they were denied wives, they could only reproduce to produce more worker bees, the dominant males worked in factories, the submissive worked in offices as engineers. The dominant males that could not be reformatted to submit were reduced to chattel, livestock, devoid of all civil rights, they could not vote or own any property, they were provided with brothels to prevent revolts after all the patriarchy needs a dutiful worker class. In fact, in a Gynarchy, all property is controlled by females, but we are not far off, by 2030 it’s estimated 66% of wealth will be owned by women in the U.S., we have only 33% to go.
But when they came home, they saw not the pretty manicured bare feet of a woman on the floor in their kitchen, no, there was nothing feminine in their house, no high heels, stockings, nail polish or lipstick, this wonder of the cosmos they were denied. Their low-bred status and congenital roughness towards Woman forced the rulers of the Gynarchy to deny them this wonder. Only access to a brothel once a week, but not European women, women from cultures where men are the definition of grotesque genital mutilating misogyny, who treat women like animals, these contemplable Middle Eastern, Africa, or Oriental women are all they can fuck, they cannot lay their hands on a German, Dutch, Swedish or French Woman. An elite crop of male servants, all of them BORN MASOCHISTs, the cream of the crop, the most submissive, the strongest, and most intelligent males get to the privilege to SERVE (not to feast themselves, but SERVE) these newly empowered Alpha Females, who own, run, and administer the society with total omnipotence. These men were bred with the best Women to preserve their elite submissive genes, preventing them from ever being diluted by the dominant male worker/slave class. But make no mistake, all men are slaves in the Gynarchy, the upper crust of men who get to be urinated on are too, it’s just that they get to lick a woman’s vulva, feet, and sweaty body and others don’t! Gone are the days when women had to shower all the time, shave their armpits, wear perfume, they could do whatever they wanted now, a hairy bush and a slightly smellier body was not their concern, they have no need to constantly cater to male needs, no, they are raw women as nature made them, if she wants your head in her hairy bush but she didn’t feel like showering last night, that’s her prerogative, and if she wants you to lick every gram of sweat of her formerly heeled feet after a week of office work, then hurry up boy! They still act, dress, or wear makeup as feminine as the most feminine of women, but they can let their body be as natural as it wants to be. Most Woman want to dress and act femininely, they would rather wear heals than sneakers, but if they want to cut their hair a bit shorter, wear no makeup at all, or wear tennis shoes, then the male slave better get used to stinky sweaty feet because tennis shoes breath much less well than high heels! The Alpha females come to your house at night when you are sleeping, the new Gynarchy laws make it legal for a Woman to break into any man’s house to satisfy herself, in fact, she doesn’t need to break in, she has the keys to every male living space because have no right to privacy, a Female can enter any time. You are a sitting duck, a target, a deer in the game park, animals for her to hunt, she might pick you, she might not, but you’re in her scope like the fox is for the British fox hunter. But if she does choose you, you better be ready, she isn’t coming to cuddle, no, she will tie you in your bed, ride you like a horse if you are 6 inches or more, she will queen you like a statue rubbing her wet vulva on your mouth until you are drenched in transparent fluid from her paraurethral ducts. She will then urinate on you, have you lick her anus clean before she wipes, toilet paper and wipes are underrated, the male tongue turned out to be much better! If you get a little diarrhea that’s too bad, it’s hardly fatal, after all, those bacteria were already in her body, they didn’t do her any harm. After riding you, queening you, sing your tongue as toilet paper, when you have finished, she jumps off the bed and does it all over again, but she forgets to untie you, her next orgasm is already calling!
A woman in her forties, she had brown hair, hazel eyes, and pale skin that contrasted well with her brown hair, her body was slender and lithesome, her lips rosy, always in open-toed high heels with burgundy polish matching her slender fingers, she was the hyper-feminine feline but she acted like a drill sergeant. She was of high-class Swiss ancestry from Zurich. But behind the façade of the hyper-femininity, what vanilla men thought melted like butter under their macho spell, was the morality and conviction of a saloon spitting revolver wielding cowboy, in her world, men were fungible commodities like the horses sold at auction houses in Nebraska, men in her world were rated on how quickly they opened a door for her as she sensually strode past them rocking her hips and clicking her heels, if she liked you, she might take her beautiful slender hands with burgundy polish and straighten your tie and stroke your cheek as your heart beat picks up, if you’re unlucky, she’ll walk by without passing a glance swinging her hips as you gaze in the distance.

Why is the Male Masochist Aroused by the Truth of the Female Sex?

Cuckolding is a powerful arousal theme for male masochists, the thought of a Woman as a lustful disloyal sexual animal is very arousing to them. Yet it’s the core nature of Woman, a disloyal meandering hedonist. Female sexual desire and attraction towards the male fades very RAPIDLY, while male desire endures far longer, this is a proven fact. The overwhelming preponderance of data suggests unequivocally that females are more likely to cheat, so the theory of female driven monogamy is bankrupt. The classic assumption of Woman as naturally monogamous, loyal, ideally suited for marriage with weak sexual drive is but a nice fairy tail for vanilla males to tell themselves, but it’s about as far from reality as racial equality. The truth is the Female animal is not the least bit monogamous, loyal, or sexually inert, she is naturally POLYANDROUS and will follow the lead of whichever male is most satisfying to her, the poor male has had to resort to building an entire power structure using brute force and legal coercion just to keep her loyal, to keep her enslaved to him, without this, she will follow the impulses of her body to whatever end suits her. But the Female is an unabashed hypocrite, she is outraged if the male cheats on her but often finds no issue with pursuing extra-marital affairs, because she knows her bodily pleasure is more important than him! Female infidelity is thus perfectly natural because males become less devoted shortly after marriage as they mistakenly believe, rather gravely so, that they have “won” her over, failing to realize they must earn her attention every second of the day, without such constant infusion of energy, she will lose interest and find another source. This truth, titillating to the masochist, a nightmare to the vanilla, should serve as a great motivator, make her happy or else she’s off! Work extra hard you lowly male! What the vanilla males are doing in the process of letting down their devotion and infusion of sexual energy is effectively driving her into the hands of a more devoted male who can love her more intensely and care for her more slavishly, because as we have said so many times, the Female does not love, she loves only what she receives as emotional, mental, and sexual satisfaction, she doesn’t care what’s inside the head of this brute in front of her, whether her husband which she cares for certainly, but has no qualms finding a better source of orgasm, she loves a male only as long as she finds him comforting, enjoyable and arousing. Therefore, in a Female Supremacist society, it is perfectly acceptable for a married Woman to enjoy the company or sexual service of a limited number of high-bred males to give her a varied experience and to accept nothing but active support from her husband, who at the same time, is not even allowed to look at another woman let alone think of one! Remember, high IQ women are not promiscuous who allow themselves to be “fucked” by gym males, rather they are thirsty for a confined sample of high quality males to provide them not what their husband cannot do, because he is certainly a master at delivering her pleasure, the masochist that is, but the variation that she needs from the mundanity of the same male. This gynocentric Polyandry includes the Woman’s ability to bring him home and snuggle with him in the living room while her husband is at his office, she can do this as long as the husband finds her new plaything sufficiently educated, intelligent and successful, equal or better than himself. The husband can interview him and ask him a few basic questions, for example, the husband can insist that she only find a submissive male or one that worships Women as passionately as he does, or that he does not have any outward markers of low-class cues, such as tattoos or a low status occupation. After all, this kind of masochist Female supremacist husband has plenty of leverage over his wife, most vanilla males would be furious, so the wife of this masochist male is very very lucky and may not be able to easily replace him. The high-bred wife of the masochist says when she arrives home: “Oh Hi Honey, I’m home, this guy today was great, he is an expert on Female anatomy, I’m such a lucky Woman, now take off my shoes and massage my sore feet and make me dinner when you’re done, I’m tired, oh and did you make my bed just right?”

This wonderful pale brunette Female views the lowly male in front of her as nothing but a human vibrator, it’s much better than the Chinese polyethylene one!

This superior Woman looks happy, the highest good

The Fundamental Tenets of Female Supremacy

#1: The male has NO freedom. He has lost all civil rights, he is in total thralldom of the Woman, his wife, Frau, mistress, Queen, Lady, or Princess, she is in total command of his destiny on this earth. This condition, total servitude, without the wildest dream of freedom, is his greatest joy in life. In an ideal world, she would have legal executive power to have him killed if he fails to please her, but until this is possible, she should resort to using coercion, intimidation, and punishments to instill loyalty and obedience. She is obligated to use violence up to the safe limit to avoid injury, but she should not curtail her use of force. The woman can decide what he is to do at a moment’s notice. If he wanted to spend the day reading a book on technology or chatting with his friends, but she wants him to tend to her needs, or run errands for her, that’s too bad! If his Queen should decide she doesn’t like what he does in life, for example, imagine he likes writing books, blogging, or working on certain subjects or endeavors, she can forbid him from ever doing these things again if she desires. She can also force him to do things he doesn’t want to, such as spending his day writing her stories about his devotion to her. If he likes to sometimes have fun and watch YouTube videos, play video games, etc, if she doesn’t approve of it, she can confiscate all his stuff and burn it! The Woman can decide where he travels, who he talks to, who he communicates with, what emails he sends, what websites he visits, etc. In contrast, the Woman travels to safe countries alone and leaves him for as long as she wants, she doesn’t need to call him or notify him of her whereabouts, if she comes back, then he knows he has earned his service to her, if she doesn’t, he has failed to please her!. If the male has a friend he likes but who offended the Princess, who she took a disliking to, she has every obligation to never let him see or talk to him again. Lastly, the Woman of course controls all the finances, the male having no jurisdiction over how, what, where, and when to spend. The Woman decides what he eats, how often, what time he has to spend on his hobbies, and what he can do with his spare time. If she wants him to go to bed at X time, he is to go to bed at X time, if he is making noise and bothering her, he is to stop immediately. 

#2: The superior Woman must constantly test him by allowing him to prove his devotion to his superior. Like an engineer tests his prototype for flaws and then periodically tests them to see if they are up to shape, she should put him through grueling regimes to see whether he is up for the task of serving Her. No superior Aryan maiden wants a weak, pathetic servant, she detests being in their presence. For example, if a lustful Arab gropes her in the street of our “enriched” “multicultural” cities, under ideal circumstances, if he feels the consequences are not severe, her male should be able to pulverize this scum bag for her honor. Just as no man wants to serve an ugly woman, no fair maiden wants an impotent slave who cower in front of other men, to watch her man get defeated by another causes her blood to boil, she immediately loses all respect for him, this is the nature of the Female. This will motivate him to stay physically strong enough to defeat any threats posed her, within reason obviously, no amount of muscle can fend of ten wild negroes in Oakland, it is the man’s job to insure she is not ever allowed to find herself in dangerous spots, which is why it is so important for white couples to move to safe white cities. The word “slave” should not be confused with effeminacy or weakness, quite the contrary, no Woman wants to be served by some pansy who can’t handle pain, the cold, her screams, her frustrations, or her punishments! She must throw at him all her womanly tantrums and see if he can handle it. He must be virile, vigorous, with great endurance, to meet her most stringent demands, her most strenuous tasks, always fulfilled on time, he never is allowed to fail. If the inferior male servant fails to clean her shoes in time, make her bed properly, or sexually pleasure her when she wants it, he should be tough enough to survive being thrown out in the cold without a shirt on! 

If Women do not like male masochists like me, then they truly don’t know what they want. Modern Aryan females are constantly complaining about misogynist men, how they are lusted after, improperly treated, are the subject of harassment. Yet when the Knight comes along, the real deal, they are often unprepared, and ill-equipped to accept him. My dear Maidens, you must decide what you want, the gym gorilla that wants to bed you every night but won’t lift a finger, the “dominant” “chad”, or the Knight who serves you like a Queen, it’s your choice, but just don’t complain about us, because there’s no in-between.

THE HOTBED FEMINIST ORGASM MANIFESTO
We believe all women:
Have the right to sexual satisfaction
Should be able to enjoy a rich fantasy life if they wish
Should be able to share their tales of good and bad sex without
inhibitions and judgement
Should be able to say the word ‘masturbate’ without going red in
the face
Should be able to wear what they want without the threat of
sexual harassment or inappropriate comments
Can enjoy porn that is both arousing and feminist
Should ask for what they want including cunnilingus, role-play,
anal stimulation, fantasy play – all things more likely to lead to
female orgasm
Can choose to be hairy, a bit hairy or completely not hairy
Are allowed to objectify other women and men
Should steer clear of double standards and support one another
in the choices we make

In the World of Female Supremacy, “Womanolgy” Is the Most Important Subject of Study for the Male

Womanolgy, or the science of Female happiness, plays a crucial role in the male slave’s life. The modern male is too preoccupied with his masculine pursuits, sports, cars, video games, hobbies, all these trivialities who allows to distract him from the needs of the Woman. He must strive to not allow any of these trifling things distract him from his North star, the living, breathing Woman with Aryan blood flowing through her veins. An elite male does more than become an expert in his chosen masculine field, mastering a subject of engineering, chemistry, natural philosophy, or military tactics, these things come naturally to him, he excels at them. For a male to become a true master, an expert, he must master the science of Female happiness, he must become a Knight and learn what Woman is and what she desires in her life. The science of “Womanolgy” thus becomes his natural field of study for many years, he must continue to acquire mastery in this paramount skill for the superior female sex to accept him as HER companion. He must become a true expert on the Female sex, their feelings, habits predilections, personality, moods, mentality, psychology, state of mind, sexual cravings, body language, etc. He must be able to read her emotions upon a moment’s notice, when she shows the slightest signs of being discontent, a lugubrious look on her face, a different tone of voice, he must implore her for the opportunity to correct her dissatisfaction and her bring back into a state of cheerfulness. The superior Woman wants nothing than a male that is hyper-attentive to her needs, tuned in like a radio receiver to her exact frequency. The inferior male is given a divine privilege of being in the presence of an Aryan WOMAN, to discount this, belittle it, is a grave crime to her sacred sex. Every second of his life he must thank God for allowing him to be with this majestic creature, he must prey at her shrine, begging her to keep him!. He must always take the view that he must continuously EARN his right to be in her presence, the slightest dereliction of duty is reason for her to cancel his right to stay her servant. He must take this immense responsibility, a slave of the majestic and supreme Aryan WOMAN, a gift of God, always grateful. 

Nikola Tesla’s Sexuality has Finally Been Unriddled

Tesla has often been claimed to be a homosexual, but this does not square with his analytical mind, a rare thing in the homosexual, who is distorted, chaotic, and irrational. There have been virtually no homosexual inventors, natural philosophers, and men of genius. This is simply because of the fact that the homosexual is an oddly feminized brain in a masculine form, a bastardized woman’s brain in a man’s body. The homosexual is a bubbly, uninhibited, baboon male who is a slave to his base and carnal instincts, a most retrograde soul. The natural philosopher, the student of nature is a strong-willed composed soul who is highly rational and disciplined. All the characteristic almost universal traits of homosexuals do not square with Nikola Teslas. A piece of evidence that strongly speaks against Tesla’s claimed homosexuality was his support for eugenics. Eugenics is predicated on the Darwinian philosophy of inequitable distributions of genetic worthiness, which the homosexual knows deep down, especially the more intelligent one, he has been cast aside from, marginalized by nature. Tesla called for the sterilization of the socially inferior, he says “In Wisconsin, the sterilization of confirmed criminals and pre-marriage examination of males is required by law, while the doctrine of eugenics is now boldly preached where a few decades ago its advocacy was a statutory offense.” He goes on to say: “The only method compatible with our notions of civilization and the race is to prevent the breeding of the unfit by sterilization and the deliberate guidance of the mating instinct.”

A homosexual can perhaps delude themselves into believing he is not inferior, but their high suicide rate, high rate of depression, mental health, and social dysfunction speak of their innate inferiority which no conscious action can overpower. Tesla goes on to say that he became disillusioned with the nascent Judaization of sex roles: “Now the soft-voiced gentle woman of my reverent worship has all but vanished. In her place has come the woman who thinks that her chief success in life lies in making herself as much as possible like man–in dress, voice, and actions, in sports and achievements of every kind.” He goes onto the bemoan he beginning of the blurring of sex roles: “The world has experienced many tragedies, but to my mind the greatest tragedy of all is the present economic condition wherein women strive against men, and in many cases actually succeed in usurping their places in the professions and in industry. This growing tendency of women to overshadow the masculine is a sign of a deteriorating civilization.” Like all male masochists, Tesla strongly dislikes the attempt to masculinize the Woman, make her stoop to the lows of male work, to eschew her noble Female position in favor of being a “woman entrepreneur”.

While we cannot be certain he was a heterosexual masochist, we find it far more probable than a deviant form of hermaphrodite sexuality, the rejects of nature designed to keep male competition at a minimum. Understanding the sexuality of exceptional males is difficult in an environment dominated by vanilla males. The banishment of masochistic male thought, discourse, and psychology from public life and the monopolization of sexual discourse by baboon-like vanilla males makes it difficult for people to evaluate the sexuality of geniuses. The statements by Tesla where he expresses his desire to worship superior Females, viewing himself as “unworthy of the object of my worship”, are words one hears on “Femdom” books and blogs and certainly not the homosexual chat boards on “gloryholes”. His desire to see a Goddess come to earth and rule us all certainly speaks to a strong masochism, his further statements about the future of the world where man is a worker bee to the Female Queen points almost certainly to a heterosexual male who fantasizes about Female domination as so many do. Homosexuals secretly loathe Women, they are jealous of them, envy their feminine beauty, and feel unworthy as the grotesque mannequins of the female sex that they are. Homosexuals do not desire to be subservient to noble feminine Womanhood, they are sub-human animals who live in bathhouses and “gloryholes”.

Understanding nature, building useful gadgets, or winning wars is not alone a mark of a well-bred man.  The true well-bred male lives to better the condition and superior Woman, his master and source of all inspiration. Man’s worthiness, his claim on life, is directly proportional to the amount of pleasure, happiness, excitement, and euphoria he has imparted into the soul, mind, and sensory system of the superior Female sex, his ability to dole out this ecstasy-like electricity to the superior Female is what permits him to be in Her continued presence. Should he fail, he has no right to place his inferior eyes on her Godly form. 

Do only a tiny fraction of freaky males want Females to dominate them? The answer is certainly no unless your definition is half of men, which in that case, the answer is definitely no, anyone sample of “normative” sexual dynamics speaks to this. The males who seek total subjugation to the unequivocally superior Female are the elite crop of males, not the petty billionaires who are mostly low-bred Jeff Bezos types married to cheap pornstars, no, these men don’t even read, they don’t have the faintest interest in natural philosophy, they are just mindless quants. Just for reference, Jeff Bezos’s father was a drunk unicyclist from the most unexceptional working-class family. Bezos is a goofy-looking “beta male”, hardly a Prussian field marshal. Here I am speaking of true elite-thinking men who push civilization forward, not lowly retail store managers whose status is measured in quantitative, not qualitative value, Jeff Bezos is a simple-minded hard-working shopkeeper. 

Unfortunately, in our current society, many masochist males suffer a complex, stultified by the “bull-fighter” Dago culture we live in. Female supremacy is an exclusively Germanic, Frankish, and Celtic trait, and while the real “Aryan Latins” (Latin by language only, like a fair-skinned Parisian who speaks a Romance language) surely possess this streak in spades, after all, Heinrich Cornelius Agrippa was the first female supremacist. But the “Orientilization” of Southern Europe through the admixture of Semitic blood from the Middle East and North Africa through centuries of Roman conquest and Moor/Berber conquest has greatly tempered the former Germanic blood that dwelled on these southerly lands. Today, only the elite and upper classes in the Mediterranean are Aryan and Germanic, while the lower class are “European Arabs”, the Carabinieri man might look swanky in his outfit, but he’s not a real European, he is European in passport and religion only. Many consciously hide it though, often strongly, due to the monopoly that vanilla males have on society, when you look around you, many of the most successful intelligent males are just like me, desperately seeking a Woman to enslave them but they lack the courage to admit it! It took me the better ten years to build up the confidence to “come out” as the filthy sodomite does and admit I want the beautiful Woman to make me her plaything! The vanilla males are the mere technicians like my brother, the ordinary man, the pilot, etc, but the man who stands out, who does things other men cannot dream of, a good fraction of them, perhaps even a majority, crave the wonderful yet stern authority of a Woman! Only a Woman knows how to rule and dominate a man, what better creature than the Woman to render this beast a mere mouse? to wrap this brutish male around her finger reducing his formerly loud voice to a chirp of a bird!

All men, even the lowly vanillas, should be enslaved by their superior Female! I can’t imagine not wanting a woman to control every aspect of my life, I find it so strange, I simply cannot put myself in the mind of a vanilla male. To be honest, I could care less about the “average” man or woman, their sexuality, an entirely animalistic kind, interests me the least bit, the same goes for their benighted mentality and rudimentary purely reactive personality, they are utterly irrelevant to my natural philosopher mental and Platonic sexuality which I hold in very high esteem. I could not more strongly look down upon with utter scorn the animalistic vanillas as woeful inferiors without a chance of ever reaching my level. I always felt born to say “Yes Ma’am” to the superior attractive Woman as reflexively as we breathe oxygen, when she snaps her fingers and says jump in her beautiful Female voice, I ask like a programmed robot, “how high Ma’am”! As for my miserable existence in the presence of the towering God-like Female deity, I ask her: “Mistress, are you pleased with my cleaning duties, may I go out today?”.

Feminism: a Jewish Anti-Nature Revolt to Defile Natural Sex Roles

Female supremacy and feminism could bot be further apart. Female supremacy is the concept that the feminine Woman should be treated like a Goddess and her male should be her dutiful servant, feminism views the feminine Woman with scorn and wants her to be a dirty retrograde version of the male worker bee, a violent insult to the superior Woman. Jewish feminism wants women to work in oil fields, spit and spread her legs on the metro, Female supremacy wants her to be independent yet able to luxuriate in the most splendid of male created amenities, free of labor, toil and hardship. Jewish feminism wants beautiful Aryan Woman to be screamed at by a low-life boss in a corporate office, Female supremacy wants her living in a modern Scandinavian house without a worry in her head, all while she is free to travel anywhere in her country on her own if she wants. Note that when we mean “sex roles” we do not mean that women should be the subservient kitchen slave that the lowly vanilla male dreams of, this unfortunately will be the case for the vanilla males because their constitution cannot be altered, they will never become interested in female supremacy, they are too inferior, but it obviously does not apply to the genius males who desperately want to be inferior to the Woman. With respect to “feminism”, there is really nothing to say, we are screaming at the wind, the sky is blue and the ground is hard, gravity is real, Europeans are more evolved than blacks. In Northern European countries, 90% of the engineers are male, and 90% of the nurses are female, while in backward countries like China and India, there are far more female engineers. Why is that you may ask? Because more primitive races, in this case India and China (boiling, skinning dogs alive, killing baby girls, Hindu gang-rape, bathing in cow dung, etc), are less SEXUALLY DIMORPHIC, closer to hermaphrodites than the Aryan. What exactly is wrong with modern Scandinavia I ask? (apart from the immigration), do you want women to be bundled up, veiled, to walk alongside a male companion to go to the store, to be unable to vote, to sit in the house all day cooking for their husband?
As National Socialists, we simply want a state where Aryans can live amongst themselves, we have no interest whatsoever and actively seek to avoid re-enslaving Woman, that would be a tragic regression towards a more primitive state. But do not misread, do not want Women to be generals and auto-mechanics, for what Woman wants such a terrible male job, having to spend her whole day around a bunch of horny grunt males in the Army? She wants to be the free Princess, her man a slave but protector, servant but intellectual role model, this is what we want. He must constantly educate his Woman, using his God-given brain to tell her the latest facts, findings and principles in nature, but he must always respect, encourage and allow her feminine wonder to be fully expressed and never besmirch it with dirty male pursuits.

“It must be stressed. National Socialism is not against femininity when it is properly balanced by its masculine counterpart. Indeed, a woman is equal to a man in terms of human dignity and she has her own special rights to enjoy and specialized duties to perform. As Aryans, our womenfolk are the great nurturers of our Race and should be honored accordingly. This is not some abstract ideal which needs to be enshrined in law, but a fact of both Nature and History. Historically speaking, it is well known that Aryan women have always enjoyed a much higher degree of reverence titan the debased and brutalized women of the Third World. Whereas the Aryan woman has had a long history of being adored, idolized, romanced, and subjected to the utmost forms of chivalrous respect, her non-Aryan equivalent has been abused without end, treated as little more than a work mule, a true beast of burden. For proof of this one need only study the traditional gender protocols of such groups as the Arabs, the Chinese, the bastardized populations of the Indian subcontinent, the Negroes, and countless others. One shall then come to the sober realization that indeed Aryan Man worships his Female counterpart. And of all the Aryan groups across time, none have held their women in greater esteem than the people of ancient Germania As the great Edward Gibbon confirmed in his magnum opus. The History of the Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire’. “The Germans treated their women with esteem and confidence, consulted them on every’ occasion of importance, and fondly believed that in their breasts resided a sanctity and wisdom more than human”. As National Socialists, we are very proud of this noble aspect of Aryan Civilization, one that has repeated itself throughout history and is exemplified by the timeless gallantry of the troubadour knights of Germanic Europe: the Minnesinger. So again, just to be clear. National Socialism is not a woman-hating or misogynistic ideology.” —National Socialism 30 Fundamental Truths for the Kämpfer of the 21st Century By Kristof Von Kanwetzburg, 2017. 

Female Equality and Multi-Racialism, Unrelated and Antagonistic

Our current bastardized political landscape assumes that Women’s rights, homosexual “emancipation”, equality for violent black criminals, and immigration of large swathes of sub-humans are all part of the same “left” wing ideology. It is simply astonishing that such a bizarre conception has come to be widely accepted, such a strange mixture of idyllic progress and baneful primitiveness and regression has taken hold, almost certainly because “Nazi” Germany tragically lost the war, the Woman revering Germanic tribes, the masters of the Universe from the North Sea. This website is dedicated to Female Supremacy, an ideal male run Country where every Aryan woman can live in happiness, free of abuse, degradation, discrimination, harassment, and ill-treatment, taken care of by her men, and allowed the freedom to express her womanly pursuits of both personal enjoyment, fulfillment, satisfaction while also emphasizing child-rearing. We do not want to reduce the Aryan woman to a walking womb forced to spend half her life in the hospital, a surrogate mother, we want a fertility rate above replacement but not the Woman be treated as a breeding animal on a farm. Europe is already very densely populated, we must stabilize our population, but there is little use in substantially growing it and making everyone poorer by diluting the resource base. What makes Sweden more desirable to live in than America is it’s small population, racially homogenous, close knit, and harmonious, the quality of the stock matters more than numbers, Europe is home to all the social classes, while America is a country of farmers. To somehow conflate Female equality (of treatment, not erasure of sex differences) with policies that force whites to live among violent primitive savages from the jungle is extraordinarily strange, especially considering that if we truly did import sufficient numbers of these savages and gave them equal rights, they would veil Aryan women and take them as sex slaves. Let us not forget the 100,000 British women and girls that have been raped by sub-human Pakistanis, the “grooming gangs”, a vile crime that the traitorous Jewish British government has turned a blind eye to, the British police refusing to do anything about it, to busy painting their cars with rainbow flags. Not to mention thousands of beautiful Swedish women violently raped by Syrians, a truly sickening thing that we tolerate. This is such a great crime against Aryan Woman that she should be utterly outraged her men have allowed this to happen, we must have trials where the politicians that allowed these crimes to be committed against her are swiftly executed by a firing squad.

On Divorce Laws and Courts

Divorce is high among the less intelligent principally due to the fact that working and middle-class males are simply really low-quality husbands because they are low-quality males. Males of the ability level of myself worry little about the prospects of getting “divorced”, we naturally are immune to females insufficiently intelligent to understand us. Males on average are more intellectually gifted than Females, with males having a 4-point advantage, so if the 100 IQ football stud gets married, his wife is a 96 IQ Soap opera Stacy with the brain power of a shrew, his perhaps a Norwegian rat. Only the strictest patriarchy can keep these feudal peasants together, they are designed to be ruled by people like me and work in the fields. But is it right to force these poor women to stay with abusive men like this? Who make them cry, force them to suck their dick all the time, and do even make the slightest effort to make them happy? When I look at some of these low-bred men around me, those from working-class families, I look at these men and wonder why the divorce rate is not much higher! These sub-110 IQ males simply view their wives as sex dolls, the fact that blood flows through their veins and their hearts beat does not seem to make a difference, if the woman was suddenly transformed into polyethylene as he thrusts his phallus into her, he may not take notice. Equally weak in cerebral powers, their females view them as barely-sufficient providers, but in an age where Females can make as much money as men, even more since the modern economy favors white color work, why do these 100 IQ maidens even need the walking phallus? True deep love, the kind of love and affection you find among higher-class people, is almost non-existent among these middle and lower-middle classes, this is an unfortunate fact of nature that no National Socialist can deny, and simply using the power of the state Women to be miserable is not an enlightening solution, irrespective of the harm to the children and family. Maintaining love and affection requires a surprising amount of brain power, we know this because everyone who studies negroes concludes they are incapable of anything but fleeting sexual bonds, love finds no place in the life of the jungle beasts. Amongst the middle cerebrum couple, mutual affection is solely based on a feeling of security and comfort on part of the female, and the constant sexual satisfaction on the part of the male. Such marriages are bound to last no more than a decade. But make no mistake, these marriages between ordinary men and ordinary women were no better in the past with strong patriarchy and no divorce laws, the women were just as miserable and the men just as sexually monstrous. The 100 IQ Teuton of the 1800s had a wife but visited brothels all the time, but his wife was utterly miserable, had no freedoms, she couldn’t even walk in the streets alone, she was a house slave, she had no leverage to get the male to treat her better since she couldn’t divorce him, so in many respects, we have made progress in giving Aryan women better living conditions, but she is equally miserable, often needing anti-depressants or unhealthy sedatives. But in so quickly making it possible for women to divorce, we mistakenly ignored the weak willpower and impulse control of the ordinary masses, the Stacy and Chad, they are too dumb to stay married more than five years. The ordinary white male cannot appreciate a female as more than a hole in a piece of flesh, and the ordinary white female cannot appreciate a male as anything but a source of income, which shew loses respect for if she has to work. The Jew can only change the topical, the surface, but he cannot alter the biology. Female-initiated divorce is not the least bit surprising, in an age where they are not financially dependent on men whatsoever, what could possibly motivate them to stay with an abusive, tyrannical, sex-pestering husband who cares not an ounce about their wellbeing? They do not leave their husbands because they are out to conspire against the male sex, because they are disloyal, and it’s not really about material resources either, because once divorced, they are even less likely to find a more financially successful husband since he will more likely already be married to a more desirable woman. So called “hypergamy” is a mathematically impossible thing without legalized polygamy. Marriage is largely assortative, educated marry educated, wealthy marry wealthy, and cashiers marry plumbers, a divorced plain 100 IQ administrative assistant isn’t going to marry a rich engineer. In fact today, females often make more money than men, so it is impossible for all but a minority to marry a man that makes substantially more than they do. Most of these women are themselves in the middle of the IQ bell curve, they are the wives of plumbers, contractors, low-level administrative workers, etc, but they are still Aryan women. The disproportionate, 80% lead in divorce initiation is not because of female disloyalty but merely because females are not being provided with adequate care by men, and unless high-bred males like me suddenly become half the population, it will be impossible for the rabbit-masses to ever have true monogamy, no legally binding contracts can change this. But I will choose more divorce over miserable Aryan women. Divorce rates are lower, much lower, among high-IQ males because they know how to properly satisfy a superior Woman! An Aryan Woman is not a barbie doll, she is an extremely high-need creature, only a very serious male can gladden her. They do it primarily mentally, they show their devotion, they constantly talk to them, keep them feeling loved, and let the Woman decide when she desires intercourse and they make a great effort to insure that she derives sexual pleasure as well. Such Knight treatment is unheard of to the poor 100 IQ Stacy, who will never receive it in her life because high-bred men do not mate with low-bred Women, however superior the Female sex is, I don’t want my sons having a low-quality mother, so these people who talk about “hypergamy” are just uneducated MGTOW morons.

It is almost impossible for any inquiry into human sexuality not to be almost a complete projection of our own impulses and tastes. This inquiry is not an attempt to taint our understanding of human sexuality with the perspectives of a small minority. Such an effort offers no scientific value whatsoever, it would be akin to a chemist insisting the laws that apply to chemistry apply equally so to metallurgy. 

The homosexual desires to project his non-procreative sexuality onto the world, to normalize it, so does the cross-dresser (transvestite), the sadist male, with his dreams of enslaving sultry women in his personal harem, and then finally, the masochist, with his obsession with a strict high-class English governess wielding a whip! No study of human sexuality is free from the fog of its interpreters, but as much impartiality as possible is obliged. As a male masochist, my predilections do not cloud my rationality, I would be a fool to assume most men even share a close resemblance to us, nor would I attempt a serious discussion of the subject with them, nor attempt to “covert” them to its virtues. The only male I have shared this thought with is another high-IQ male that admitted that while he did like “bitchy” women (who doesn’t!) but yet didn’t have masochistic tendencies. This inquiry is certainly not an effort to proselytize, as many books on female domination are, many written by women for a hungry male audience. But nevertheless, all curious subjects must be rigorously analyzed to understand their etiology, purpose, and meaning, and to understand their relationship with other salient aspects of the human condition. In fact, this is perhaps the only “scientific” inquiry into male masochism since Krafft-Ebing and Wilhelm Stekel, who never made much progress in elucidating its peculiarities beyond lumping it into the broad category of perversions. Krafft-Ebing gave a thorough coverage of the male masochist but never truly came to an understanding of why he is this way. I have attempted to do this although I cannot be certain it is veridical. We should make it clear that we do not intrinsically take issue with the concept of perversions of deviance, such a construal is valid for many sexual expressions. But nothing in nature is done in vain, all forms of sexual expression that are not infinitesimally rare must serve some biological purpose. For example, it is perfectly reasonable to assume that because nature continues to churn out between 2-10% of the male population as homosexual every generation, never removing it, it must have served some purpose. Of course, people could retort by saying that color blindness, deafness, and disability also occur, and it certainly offers little evolutionary advantage, perhaps this is true. This view merely assumes humans are like widgets on conveyer belts in an assembly line, with a statistical probability of malfunction. In this case, all the aberrations from perfect normality are mere screw-ups in nature. In light of this view, male masochism could be viewed as a screw-up, but it could just as easily be viewed as a highly specialized form of heterosexual behavior. If male masochism is viewed as a screw-up, then why is it associated with intellectual ability? One of the most interesting findings is that male masochism, unlike other paraphilias, according to Krafft-Ebing and almost everyone that has studied it since, occurs almost exclusively among the upper classes, while homosexuality occurs among all social classes without any preference.

Below is a description of the modern male masochist by a “dominatrix”.

She writes:

“In My ever elitist opinion, I consider My subs to be the cream of the crop (pun intended!). They are all exceptionally well behaved, polite to a fault, fiercely intelligent, well educated, successful and driven, and they all live to please and serve a worthy Woman. I consider MOST of My “subs” (short for “submissive”) to be alpha males. Many of them work in upper-management positions in their company, some own their own company or a conglomerate of companies, while others are completing their formal education in rigorous programs. They have achieved their success through hard work, strategy and game theory, innovation, and leadership. A degree of congenital confidence and boldness rest at the heart of their personalities. That they can out-think most of their peers is what sets them apart. On top of all this, to acknowledge and be confident enough to embrace their submissive selves gives them depth and it is this near-invisible depth that heightens the experience for Me when I dominate them. To know what you are capable of accomplishing AND to humble yourself in the presence of a Woman is a form of gracefulness sprung from maturity and introspection. My subs understand that to serve is to drown out the millions of thoughts swimming in your head and slip into a headspace that is both finite and limitless, dictated by Me. Therein lies your freedom from yourself. The combination of confidence, intelligence, humility, and subservience in a man fascinates and stimulates Me.”

Male masochism is a term that could perhaps be dispensed with, although it would be unfair to deprive Leopold von Sacher-Masoch of this more than deserving title. Sacher-Masoch authored what one could call the “bible” of male fantasy about dominant woman, a brilliantly written odyssey of his deepest fantasies, an unadulterated mental feast that sends these men into an unrecoverable tailspin of pure ecstasy. Masochism in females is certainly the default condition, as the vast majority of males, the club-dragging cavemen, simply pulled the woman by the hair and made her replicate their genes through coercion, this is corroborated by the data that suggests up to 65% of women have rape fantasies. But the male masochist throws a big rusty steel wrench into the gear that is the entire human sexual dynamic, evolutionary psychologists and psychiatrists alike are ill-equipped to accommodate it within the classic human sexual continuum. Krafft-Ebing viewed female masochism as perfectly normal but was befuddled by the male equivalent. He assumed it could only be caused by some form of feminization of the male, it was thus unnatural, “outré”, even though he found no evidence it could be cured, nor did he find any evidence that male masochists displayed the least bit of feminine tendencies. Most were outwardly masculine, many were quite aggressive, and had sadist leanings, usually reserved towards other males, completely discordant with the “feminization” theory since sadism he viewed as an exclusively male trait. Krafft-Ebing was left with no satisfying explanation, and to this day, male masochism remains a puzzle, but it need not be. To start off, we should begin by defining exactly what male masochism truly is. It can simply be defined as a condition whereby the male dreams of being the agent in which he sells himself to woman as an “essence”, he becomes an extension of her, he desires to turn his body into an instrument of her enjoyment, he views himself as unworthy, undeserving, of her wondrous beauty. The word “essence” is used because the male masochist does not merely show a selective submissive urge toward his wife or a specific person, any attractive woman, a passerby, a random flight attendant, or a nice woman in line, etc, he reserves the same feeling towards. Therefore, the concept of an “essence of womanhood” is useful.

It’s also important to emphasize that male masochism is not sexual (defined as vaginal intercourse), nor is it fundamentally about “pain”. Many people incorrectly assume that professional dominatrixes have sexual intercourse with their clients, they never do and will get very angry at anyone who asks them to! Male masochism has accrued an erroneous meaning, redolent of some aberrant perverted sexualization of pain or suffering. In many ways, male masochism could be described as nothing more complicated than a runaway adoration of the female to such an extreme extent the male deifies the woman. A good way to “sniff out” a male masochist is to notice whether he does this, if he does he is almost certainly one. Many men will go out of their way to be “chivalrous” to Woman only as a means to an end, to receive a reward, access to her sexually. But the male masochist is actually aroused by the very process of an attractive maiden ordering him to carry her baggage, the guy would do it all day long for free! Most Women have no idea these men exist in quite big numbers, at least 50 million in the entire white world, enough for a whole country, a super-power of engineers, inventors, and philosophers. It is shocking that most Women have a difficult time getting their husbands or boyfriends to be very caring without constantly offering sexual access, yet if they got hooked up with one of us, they get all the princess treatment without the slightest demand for sex. The male masochist fantasizes about “donating” himself to the point where he desires to give his entire earthly existence to her as a gift. Pain is thus offered as a sacrifice to her, like ancient people sacrificed the hearts of men or goats for the Gods. In the male masochist’s mind, woman has all but replaced the magical sky entity. One of the defining features of the male masochist is that he does not want or view the woman as a source of his pleasure, his pleasure emanates only from the fact he thinks he is making woman happy in some way. The male masochist even goes as far as projecting his own fantasies of woman into her mind, even if he knows it is inaccurate, he desires to mold her into a selfish, egotistic pleasure-seeking animal that views man as a mere automaton to deliver her delectation. He wants her not to be a promiscuous whore who chases subhuman males, but a nymphomaniac of male devotion, an addict to his own service, worship, and subservience, he wants her have as much sexual pleasure as she wants. He wants her to be greedy, demanding, ruthless, and nagging, the more the merrier! The thoughts of a woman embodying this selfish nature bring him great rapture. He dislikes the thought of woman secretly yearning to be overpowered by a man, to be made his servant, he detests the common view of woman as a housemaid merely to service the male, all this he seeks to reverse, but at the same time strongly preserving the masculine-feminine dynamic, the weak, helpless woman with a strong masculine servant. He is flipping not their essence but their relations to each other, but he works to preserve the masculine and the feminine essence. He desires to maintain the sex roles of nature but arranges them in a way that most ordinary people assume have never considered. Male masochism is a secret world altogether that dwells in the mind of up to one out of ten men you see in the streets, perfectly normal on the outside, usually very intelligent, but completely unknown to the outside “normie” world. It should be stressed that the male masochist has not the slightest intention of turning woman into a butch, he preserves her femininity but projects onto her a Queen-like sternness and imperiousness but insists on retaining her female softness and delicacy. Bitchiness to the male masochist as pollen is to a bee, simply delicious, a hysterical, mean, and harrying woman sends him into a vertigo. For him, the most idyllic woman is the fair maiden in her gown, as female as any “vanilla” males desire, but who assumes the role of a tyrant, but a womanly tyrant nonetheless. In contrast to the homosexual who is operating as another sex, pretending to be a female, the male masochist is as heterosexual as the vanilla male, he just wants femininity to be his overlord. The male masochist does not have a homosexual bone in his body, his submission is exclusively reserved for the female, were a man to appear in her place suddenly, he would strangle him instantly with viciousness. Most male masochists are obsessed with woman’s well-being and become heavy champions of women’s rights, suffrage, etc, perhaps this is even what drove many European men to the suffrage movement. Male masochists tend to have a very difficult time embracing misogynist views, denying women rights, etc, but few are true “feminists” in the modern Jewish sense because they seek to preserve masculine-feminine polarities which feminism tries to bastardize. The feminist wants woman to be a firefighter and wear burley clothing, the male masochist wants her to be a fair queen or a leather-clad high-heeled boot-wearing “Cruella” sitting in her bed while the man hands her a present, the last thing he wants is her hair cut short or for her to “work”.

I suspect most intelligent masochists, which is probably a tautology, will take the view of the ancient Germanic tribes Tacitus describes, reverence for their womanly existence and roles, but not the least desire to impose on her the lowly male duties, which goes against his entire worldview of man being the servant of woman. Such imposition of dirty male work (modern Jewish feminism) on her is just as degrading to her as the chattel of the Oriental polygamists. The dream of the male masochist, is in fact, quite the opposite of modern Jewish corporate feminism, which forces women to work and toil in offices and endure the abuse of their horny male bosses, when they would much prefer to simply be pampered all day and watch the men gruel for them!. A high-bred woman secretly detests having to work, she expects the male to do everything for her, this aspect of her the male masochists relishes. They instead wish for all the heavenly maidens to be made princesses, their own queens, where they need not lift a finger, all of them provided with a personal male servant to deliver their breakfast in bed! If only women knew we existed, they would flock to us and abandon their sweaty lusting gym numskulls!

This view held by the male masochist is the exact opposite of what we might call the “vanilla males” who just want a docile wife to cook for them and give them penile friction on a moment’s notice, such men probably comprise 90% of the male population. These men are content screaming at or slapping their wife, something male masochists find incensing and revolting. 

A commenter on a blog run by a dominatrix is interesting: 

“From the second grade I would day dream of serving girls I liked at the time. I didn’t know sex at that time but I felt different when thinking of these things. And my vision was of the girl enjoying the act of sitting on my stomach making it hard to breath while she did little cruel things to me. At that age it was simply dragging her hair around my face while she sat on my chest. I was born submissive to women. I am not submissive to any man however and feel violent when I see a man doing cruel things to any woman. Even if she’s a masochist and enjoying her mistreatment. It strikes something in me that makes me feel very raw.”

The above description by an anonymous male commenter describes an almost identical feeling I had, intense fantasies of submitting to women (I was rarely around girls, so it was mainly directed at adult women) yet intense sadistic urges towards other boys around me as a child. The thought of an Aryan woman being harmed by a sub-human invader rifle maddens me to such a genocidal and sadistic extent that it is hard to put into words.

Why study the male masochist?

Ignoring the 5%, the odd-ball geniuses, CEOs, engineers, professors, etc, would be foolish, considering their disproportionate contribution to civilization. Studying the male masochist gives you a glimpse into the mind of the Ubermensch, which many ordinary “vanilla” males may even find useful if they stomach our supremacist views towards the female. For vanilla males, they often become irate, incensed, if a maiden slaps them around, they seek to preserve their masculinity, the masculinity they reserve towards other males, with any woman they are around, while the male masochist loses all such masculinity in front of the female, completely without reservations. In the presence of a nice woman, the male masochist is like a scare crow in the wind, a dangling puppet, the string pulled by the woman. The dream of the male masochist is the worst nightmare of the vanilla male, and vice versa. On a personal note, I recall one time briefly joking about my fantasies with my brother, his reply was “the last thing I want is to be dominated by a woman!“. It is ironic that it was me, and not my brother, who is just a pilot, that was an almost criminal rascal and trouble-maker as a child, a scoundrel that frequently got into vicious fights with his father, but it was me, not my brother, who wanted fair maidens to slap me! How funny and counter-intuitive this wonderful world can be!

Sacher-Mascoh’s comment on the gladiatorship spectator nature of woman soundly oddly like the titillating dream of the Masochist. You as a man, who has loved a woman your whole life, given her everything, if you suddenly find yourself defeated by an opponent, she will just walk away as if nothing happened with the winner, giggling as she holds the victor’s hands, leaving you to die alone, maybe she won’t even say goodbye, perhaps she won’t even turn her head around to give you a last glance, a smile perhaps, if she is generous she could blow a kiss as you lie on the floor! What a wonderful creature! Perhaps the cruel woman is real after all? An antinomy arises here, a paradox, woman is both cruel and not? Why is she always some middle-ground, never an extreme? But if she can do such cruelty as to let her husband fight other men and picks the winner, why can’t she enjoy slapping a silly guy like me? I am sure this is woman’s true nature, even if corrupted by modernity, but I am worthy of her? more percipient than 99% of men around men, not merely a mindless brute, a pack of muscles with a brainpower of a shrew, will she pick the winner, will it be me, or will she leave me bleeding in the dark left to rot? I feel irredeemably inadequate, what woman should give me the time of day, why should they even look at me? Let them chase the fools in their gyms, the cretins, and the midwits, but leave me alone, let me cry alone, whither away without a woman’s touch in my life. Even if I met one, she wouldn’t want to dominate me, she would want me to do average boring-guy things. All the stupid men around me with their stupid whores, but a woman of superior mind, un-sexual, plain but not ugly, will never appear in sight, she will be kept hidden away beneath the surface. I am destined to die alone and I am certain of it, God forbid me not from enjoying the quotidian hand-holding that billions of men get to enjoy with their doltish wives, no not that, every sub-human gets a woman, it’s the least brag-worthy of achievements pathetic, nature created 50 women for every 50 men, but the intense pleasure of a powerful Aryan woman scolding me and making me cry, not commonplace!!

I dream of boiling the sub-human rapists and abusers of Aryan woman in molten lead as slowly as possible. We will throw the sub-human Arabian rapists of Aryan women in a pool of molten metal and watch them drown. We will make the women victim watch and they will spit in the pool on their faces as they drown.

Germanic culture is not “macho” misogynist, or chauvinist, these retrograde and primitive attitudes towards woman are held only by men of the swarthy Latin races and the yellowed Slavic races. Germanic and broadly Aryan Celtic culture, a product of the blood of this race, is the only culture on earth to venerate woman as the majestic creature she is. Under the tutelage of Aryan culture, Aryan Woman is a pristine wonder unparalleled by anything but the beauty of nature itself. Aryan Woman is a pristine wonder not due to sexual lust and sultriness, but her moral beauty, her mental beauty, the beauty of her purity, and most importantly, her loyalty. Misogyny is an exclusively Jewish endeavor to destroy the pristine Germanic trait of the respect for Woman, while Women’s equality as a complimentary partner (not feminism, erasure of sex complementarity) was not promoted by Jews, not Aryans. Misogynist belief is engineered by Jews who have corrupted the modern Aryan woman to make her appear repulsive, disloyal, overly sexual in a base way, and immoral. A real Aryan woman is certainly sexual in a refined manner, craving sexual pleasure in a civilized form and provided only by a high quality man. Aryan men of lower intelligence mistakenly believe this is connotative of a congenital deficit in woman, rather than an artificial condition brought about by cultural bolshevism. After the defeat of National Socialist Germany, Germanic men were no longer allowed any influence in the culture and political sphere, and the weak female reasoning power and limited agency were weaponized by Jews to turn men against their own women. Feminism is a Semitic revolt against the natural order of civilized man, where patriarchy and monogamy form the basis of his existence. Feminism isn’t a real condition, it is a fictional unsustainable artifice requiring constant imposition of government force to maintain. At its core feminism is a Jewish machination and effort to remove monogamy and patriarchy, which are mutually inclusive, neither can exist without the other. Woman’s suffrage, on the other hand, was a sincere attempt to uplift the position of woman from lowly domestic servants, with their opinions, feelings, and passions suppressed and ignored, to a cherished equal to man. The inherent “Germanicness” of woman’s suffrage is evidenced by the fact that most efforts to improve the condition of woman during the 19th century were spearheaded by European men to make Women equal citizens with all the privileges enjoyed by men. It is an extension of the old Germanic view that woman should be on an equal basis as man’s most trusted partner. Woman’s suffrage need not mean woman takes on the roles of men, stops having children, to become the butch as our present Jewish culture champions. Half of our Aryan population is female, to ignore this would be a great squandering of our precious genetic resources. To relegate woman to a meek creature without a voice, to muzzle her and make her feel unwanted is cruel and completely un-Germanic. If she feels her opinions are considered worthless, how can she feel content with herself? If a man’s wife expresses an opinion, she should be heard with equal attentiveness as any male stranger, if not more. Under Aryan leadership, the weaker-reasoning power of the female mind is not a concern for the vitality of civilization because statesmanship and the Political are always the exclusive affairs of MAN, no proponent of woman’s suffrage, or even female supremacy, endorses a matriarchy nor are the two ever confused. Woman’s value and contribution must be maximum up to her biological potential, when her duties as a mother, wife, and caregiver are exhausted, she must not be stretched, twisted, and modified to perform any male duties. Woman can perform duties that do not require male intellect, such as working in factories or performing administrative roles, but she cannot be entrusted with any management or leadership. A patriarchy can allow women to vote for their male leaders, it can allow them to become doctors to perform on other women, it can allow them to engage in intellectual endeavors if fit for it, it can allow the highest flame of Aryan womanhood to be expressed to its fullest. Aryan MAN is exclusively responsible for the fate of his civilization and Volk, woman is not, she is a superior partner. Man cannot blame woman for his failures, it would be tantamount to a father blaming his son for his mistakes. Tragically, organic and pure Aryan womanhood has been severely polluted by Jewish anti-nature criminality and vandalism, where the sacred biological distinctness of the female sex is bastardized.

Woman must endure a few hours of birth pains a few times in her life, woman knows no predator, she has only an army of servants, an infinite supply of men throwing things at her, she does not compete or is the subject of competition. Man lives with death at every corner, has to stand on the gallows knowing his life will end in a few minutes, his status, the prey, the hangman, the predator. When the wooden platform gives way, his weight accelerated by gravity until his spinal cord is severed, another life ended on this sphere floating in the universe, but just as this unfortunate soul lost consciousness, a woman gave birth, her mind worry-free with nothing but thoughts of endearment. Woman too must die, but she dies peacefully, not without forewarning, she had time to contemplate, to quell her fears, man has no time to worry and fret. Woe to those who find themselves at the receiving of man’s wrath, glory to those that inflict pain, the most beautiful thing a man can do is kill what threatens his existence! Man lives his whole life with death in the foreground, he cannot block it out, it is like the glare of the sun in his eyes, this is his natural miserable existence, all else is delusional comfort, Christian, Jewish fantasy, lies and falsehood. Man is disposable, a tool of killing, a weapon of flesh and muscle rather than iron, the only thing that nature wants to keep alive is as many women as possible to continue the existence of the specie. A few hundred thousand Ukrainian and Russian men have been slaughtered over the past year, yet the women are safe away from the combat zone, she can have more children with the surviving males, there has been no loss to the gene pool. This is why we feel so protective towards women, her body is inordinately more precious than man’s, this is why we have stricter punishment for crimes committed against her going back to the old Germanic tribes, such as the Salic law. Man loves her not because she is beautiful, rather nature has been made her beautiful so that he does not lose sight of her, no attractive woman is left to starve in the cold, no beautiful woman goes cold in the night, no pleasant woman is killed, a man will steal food from another, kill another, letting him starve to feed her because she can beget another, perhaps four more than he had to kill to save her! An attractive woman has not a worry in her mind, it is impossible for her to fail in life, some male will shower her with resources. Nothing in nature is done in vain, nothing is done without purpose, all of our instincts, all but the most mentally ill, are harmonious with the will of nature. In fact, she is so valuable, her womb and uterus so much more valuable than even man’s superior brain, that it is still in the interest of the group for a man to kill himself to save her if she is young and pleasant, before he has even reproduced, this sacrificial act is fully adaptive for closely related kin because she could possibly beget more children than he could have on his own.

Woman: The Unknowing Sadist

Woman is not moral, principled and a purely egotistic biological animal, she loves her own pleasure and the love she receives, she is a beautiful selfish animal, but only genius men, masochists like me, know her true nature!. In contrast, man is highly moral and principled and will die for his beliefs and Woman. Man intensely adores Woman purely through lust that he convinces himself is “love”, but this love is nothing but an obsession with her enthralling beauty, but make no mistake, even if this adoration is only because of her essence, it is still love, man loves Woman’s essence, but Woman loves only his exterior. Woman is mentally incapable of loving man beyond a mere thin veneer of “respect” which is fleeting and easily relinquished. Woman has no loyalty to man, fellow women, nation, race, etc. Man lusts for woman more than he cares for his progeny Woman ONLY has love for offspring, while man can have both, she will ONLY sacrifice for offspring, not any idea, man, or nation. Many men of middling intelligence are fooled by Woman’s outward appearance, her gentle, tender, and majestic appearance, believing she is capable of extending love towards the male sex, something nature has rightfully designed her NOT to do. Woman is far crueler than the most evil of men, but she is also the only creature that can love unconditionally, but it’s not the kind of love our deluded Christian society believes. These heavenly maidens, these innocent-looking creatures, so lovely, so soft, so adoring, how deceiving they are! They are but vicious pitiless lionesses with less conscience than the most brutal of male murderers on death row! Woman has no love for man, only man can love Woman through intense uncontrollable lust, his impulse for reproduction. Man dies for woman readily without a second thought, woman does not dream in her wildest imagination to die for a man. Man loves woman as an agent of his own genes but only indirectly, he cares for his offspring through only his lust for woman, but he cares little for his own offspring, viewing them as mere agents of the continuation of his lineage. Man does not love his offspring, only grades them as winners or losers. Man can rationalize away his offspring to be worthless if he perceives them as failures, not living up to his standards, he can consciously lose all affection for his children if they are failures. In striking contrast, woman, the wellspring of all life, will gasp for her last breath with only the love of her children in her mind. Woman will love her children regardless of their quantitative value, failures, and winners alike, she loves them equally. Man lives for woman, his entire life, worldview, is shaped by his lust for the fair sex, woman can only love her children through biological pair bonding, the man (“husband”) is a mere background object of no interest to her beyond basic materials needs which she can now meet herself. We must repeat, there is NO such thing as female love for man, only her adoration for the lust she receives from him. Woman naturally views man as a slave, man can only be a slave or the master of woman, he can NEVER be her “partner” and be mutually loved by her, his infatuation with her will always exceed hers by inordinate magnitudes. Patriarchy allows him to control her for the duration of the maturation of his offspring and deny her to other males, but no patriarchy or male effort can never make him the object of her love which is not in her biological interest. The human female mind is mentally incapable of loving a non-related male or woman alike, and has effectively no empathy, sympathy, affection, or thought for the welfare of man. She only craves his love for her, what man thinks is her love for him is her love for receiving this love, in other words, woman loves herself through man. Woman is sadistically cruel to other women who she perceives as threats, and she is equally cruel to any man she views as an obstacle to the welfare of her offspring. Woman is a hedonistic creature in a good way, she enjoys receiving affection but is incapable of delivering it to anyone but her offspring. Contrastingly, man is capable of intense love for woman, a passion of such intensity it remains unsurpassed by any other impulse man possesses. It is sexual lust of a fleshy or mental nature depending on intelligence, but it is always sexual nonetheless. Woman shares NONE of this lust for man, no matter how strong, successful, handsome, etc, she cares surprisingly little for these things. She has ONLY affection and a biological impulse to see that her offspring survive and flourish, she would kill her husband to save her offspring without a second thought while man would kill his offspring to satiate his lust for woman! If a son interfered with the mad love a man had towards a woman, man’s sexual passion for her will overpower his care for his progeny because he can have another one in a few minutes! The contrast could not be more stark, man will kill his son for his obsession with woman, mother will kill a husband for her devotion to progeny. Man’s love is to the opposite pair of genes he joins his with, woman’s towards her own half-replica. Woman can at best moderately “respect” man, but this is very shallow, and deep down, there is but a scintilla. It’s irrelevant what a man does, what he achieves, these are but fleeting forms of entertainment for woman, something that better allows her to receive lust. Man could invent the cure to all the world’s diseases, woman’s simple mind could not possibly appreciate these things. A man who both- ers to “impress” the beautiful amoral biological animal that is a woman with their mechanical toys is a fool. When your mother dies, this is the LAST moment of your life that you will EVER experience love, you will never be loved by any other biological creature on earth, no other human being will love you, not your children, not your wife, who will love your children to death but will only feign affection towards you in the INTEREST OF HER OFFSPRING. If a man never received intense love from his mother, that is regrettable because he will never receive anything like it again. A man should try to truly love his mother before she dies because this is the last time he will ever be the subject of affection from another human animal on earth. Other men are pure predators in the jungle, a man can respect, solute, and admire another man of caliber, but given the opportunity, he’d kill him and take his position without hesitation. No man can trust another, man or woman alike like his mother, all other humans are competitors to be eliminated. Father and son will feud viciously till the death, but mother and child is a bond so strong that only death can break it. Any man that thinks woman, the beautifully cruel and selfish creature of reproduction, can love a man, a biological stranger that can be replaced in mere minutes, is a deluded fool, woe to these men! Aryan woman kills many more men than the most violent men, far more than negroes ever could! She does this by “breaking their heats” in her amoral way, casting them aside as a farmer throws away rejects and letting them agonize in their misery to take their own lives. Any person who claims woman should show more priority to her husband and force herself to “love” this stranger is a sophist who is defying human nature in all its splendid amoral perfection. The Jews have incessantly promoted the message that woman should “love” their husbands in a romantic and sexual way, and that they should prioritize having dinner with their husbands over the needs of her off- spring. This anti-nature revolt is yet another product of that deformed desert mind. Woman’s only duty is to her offspring, none other. But the beautiful part of nature is that everything is pristinely engineered and so is woman, more perfectly engineered by nature than any other creature on earth. Because woman wants nothing but the welfare of her offspring, man has found the perfect partner to guard his progeny, NOT HIM, but HIS progeny, so man does not clash at all with the interest of woman whatsoever. A woman will NEVER abandon her children for another man, while a man can start a new family and never see his children in a heartbeat, because the lust he has for another woman is STRONGER than his affection for his own biological offspring, because he begets offspring THROUGH woman and is not fundamentally designed to care for them. If a woman leaves her pathetic husband who did nothing more than insert his erect instrument into an empty orifice, she will care for that child with equal fervor under the auspice of a new walking erectile instrument without a second thought. The male is a worthless disposable creature whose only use is as cannon fodder and intellect. My poor deluded man who thinks your wife is your new mother and loves you, how foolish you are! You as a man, who has loved a woman your whole life, given her everything, if you suddenly found yourself defeated by a stronger opponent, she will effortlessly walk away as if nothing happened with the winner, giggling as she holds the victor’s hands, leaving you to die alone. She probably won’t even take the time to say goodbye, perhaps she won’t even turn her head around to give you a last glance, a smile perhaps, if she is generous she could blow a kiss as you lie on the floor bleeding! This is woman’s true and perfect natural essence. It is man who sends love letters to his wife at home while he is in the trenches dodging bullets, it is man that buys these silly valentine’s gifts, it is man who constantly clamors that he loves her, deathly afraid she doesn’t feel loved enough, woman does none of these things to the poor disposable fool. Woman would not have a second thought about finding a new source of lust as her husband is drenched in mud in the trenches fighting the enemy or having his infected leg sawn off, the poor fool! Soldiers are well known to cry out for their MOTHER during their dying breaths, not any fleeting female lover. The soldier’s wife would chat away with some new deluded male while he is agonizing on the operating table, this is her nature and it bothers me the least bit! The word “heartbroken” is fallacious, because there is no female love for man to begin with, a woman will appear callous to the man and the man incorrectly perceives this as some deficit in her character, when it is the deepest expression of her carnal instinct. The female animal is the masochist’s dream, she is exactly what the SacherMasoch’s of the world wishes she was, a cruel heartless creature interested only in HER genes, not his! Woman is the ultimate devotee of her progeny and an indifferent merciless spectator of whatever male has possessed her temporarily. Man’s only goal should be to produce sons of equal ability to him to continue the honor of his last name, the LAST thing a man should do is look for LOVE, which never existed because nature does not create what is superfluous.

Ignorant men who think they can “cure” a “femdom” addiction. You will never cure your masochism, you will forever crave to be subject to the beautiful creature that is Woman. What you must do instead is avoid lurid film, as it is unnatural, focus instead on creating stories, using your imagination to imagine the woman of your dreams, the lady that you as a Knight kneel to.mMale masochism is a term I dislike, it implies sexual arousal from pain which doesn’t exist, there is only arousal to the thought of enduring pain for the woman that you adore, but not pain alone, otherwise male masochists would get aroused by pinching themselves, which I can assure you they are not. I have never been “aroused” by pain, I am only aroused when I imagine submitting before a Woman, regardless of what she does to me, whether she is soft or hard on me, the mere thought of my subordination to the fair sex is all it takes, submission to a man, a horror!. The faintest thought of a woman giggling making fun of me, or viewing me as an object of her pleasure is enough to cause instant arousal. The principle difference between the male masochist and the ordinary “vanilla” males is they are aroused by the mere presence of the woman, her body, and appearance, the male masochist is obsessed with womanhood in all its glory, the intellectual male is aroused by the thought of her using and commanding her womanliness to serve HER. I prefer to call it “female deification”, what else on this earth would you die for than a nice Aryan maiden? Nothing, nothing comes before HER. Female-centric love, or female deification, with all its facets, one of them being the desire to take whatever she insists we must endure to prove our love, she has no reason to believe us unless we prove ourselves, what more beautiful dynamic than a fearless knight that must fight off dark forces in the cold of night to prove that he is always there to protect the woman of his dreams? As I ride in the dark, shivering, the frightening surroundings, the gusts of wind in the forests, a monster hiding in a tree, these do not bother me because I will come back to her arms! Nothing brings me joy than the thought of kneeling before to earn the right to give her a kiss, to touch her soft skin, for her to caress me, but only after I have earned it, with grueling sacrifice I have proven to her my devotion. But she believes it! she will reciprocate and love you and melt you in her arms, one you have shown these Godly creatures your homage they will extent to you the most wonderous love, the softest and sweatest treasures a man can find on earth! Firstly, there is no addiction, calling male desire for female domination an addiction is like saying ordinary male interest in breasts or vagina is a pathological addiction.

The video below is hilarious, the poor MGTOW guy is agonizing at the true NATURE of the FEMALE, the selfish, bitchy, nagging, needy, and cruel beauties that they are, whose degree of callousness is directly proportional to their physical attractiveness. I just hope that beautiful grey-eyed maiden isn’t being facetious, she’s a great looking Aryan lady, although I don’t like her mestizo-style eyelashes, I wish white women didn’t do that, but she sounds like the ideal wife for a middle-class guy. Although I doubt she’s nearly intellectual enough for me, although I must say that cocky aura she gives off is simply exquisite. That blond woman on the left I’m sure is a loving mother, she probably isn’t a deep intellect, she’s American after all, but she will dump her loser husband in a heartbeat over the slightest imperfection, even if she can’t realistically find a better one, she will try, this is their nature.

If Women do not like male masochists like me, then they truly don’t know what they want. Modern Aryan females are constantly complaining about misogynist men, how they are lusted after, (I completely avoid looking at attractive women to avoid making them feel uncomfortable, I will always move eyes to the floor or surrounding objects), are improperly treated, are the subject of harassment, etc. Yet when the Knight comes along, the real deal, they are often unprepared, and ill-equipped to accept him, find it “strange” and that he’s “submissive”, for God’s sake, make up your mind you silly maidens!. My dear Maidens, you must decide what you want, the gym gorilla that wants to bed you every night but won’t lift a finger for you, the “dominant” “chad” forklift driver, or the Knight who serves you like a Queen, it’s your choice, but just don’t complain about us, because there’s no in-between.

Reality is never intuitive in the sense that nature operates in a way that requires separating instinct from logic and belief from rationality and reason. The female animal (we speak solely of Aryans because we don’t consider other races humans) I view as the exact opposite of the weak, tender, and affectionate creature that our entire society and culture presume. Novels, movies, literature, popular culture etc, all assume female is innocent, I have this strong feeling, unstoppably so, that she is the exact opposite of what society believes, even our pre-Jewish Teutonic culture. In fact, I view her as the ONLY true villain on earth, viler than the most criminal of men, more sadistic than military torturers, less empathetic than the greediest of men, a heartless selfish egotistic imperious creature that loves only herself and what comes out of her womb, but all the more beautiful!. I am certain that she loves only HERSELF and her children and is INCAPABLE of donating any unrelated male a single ounce of love, in fact, I believe her form is love is an urge to destroy him and enslave him but sub-consciously because she cannot intellectualize his destruction, she feels only the bubbles at the surface that give her a few knee-jerk hints. I am utterly convinced beyond any reasonable doubt that all women subliminally despise men to a degree our minds would be bewildered by, I am unable to explain why beyond evoking mere evolutionary logic which is always insufficient to convince anyone, it is a conviction, a deep feeling, perhaps also a desire. I both find it horrifying and exhilarating at the same time that the female animal wants nothing but the destruction of enslavement of man and that if man did not enslave her back he would be swiftly exterminated by HER! The fact that man is still alive and has not been destroyed by this beautiful creature is a miracle, he is too wise and too genius to let her enslave him, but be warned, do not let too many male masochists next to her for she will rid earth of all living creatures including herself! Whenever I see a couple and the woman is outwardly enamored, appearing so enthusiastic and jovial, I have this urge to believe she actually hates him, I can’t explain it but it makes my heart race with excitement, I see in my head her abandoning him and laughing, spitting on him with scorn all while he recoils in horror and cries on the floor. She is his enemy, his slave master, his judge, jury, and executioner all packaged into one hair-raising lioness with beauty that defies all reason. She is his worst nightmare but his entire world at the same time, she is his vampire but his dream. The poor male loves a woman that could standby and watch him be chopped up into bits by another man and not shed a tear, I know this is her true nature and it is so arousing! Perhaps I am a deranged freak, but how can anyone be sure I am wrong any more than I am certain woman is the most diabolical yet beautiful creature that has graced the earth? I am both fearful and wishing this to be true, that a man holding hands with his wife or girlfriend he is convinced loves him would take animalistic non-cerebral pleasure in watching him be burned alive by a stronger man that shows her more affection, it is both utterly frightening but so intensely erotic I am at a loss for words. It is not her sadism but her love for the adoration she receives from the new man that allows her to endure the total destruction of the man that once gave her flowers, kissed her, and did everything for her, but I am certain she does not remember a single flower, a single kiss, a single walk in the park together, a single song he sang for her, all these memories have been cleansed and replaced by her rapture by the new male. I am terrified that she wouldn’t even cry as my body turns to carbon on the pyre as she sits with him cuddling and giggling with her newfound slave, I am terrified that she would take the ashes and rub them between her fingers and laugh, but I know that she doesn’t comprehend the meaning of it either, that these ashes are just black stuff she found amusing, she laughs not at my destruction per se, but because she is being loved by another slave of hers and her sensory system is flooding her brain with pleasure. The heavenly maiden is hell on earth and I love it! How can we reconcile this with the fact that we view woman as a nurse, a tender loving creature dedicated to the wellbeing of mankind, cleaning its wounds and caressing the shell-shocked soldier? How can this same woman who spends her whole day tending to the lives of others watch a man be burned alive but fail to shed a tear while she holds hands with the new man that set the previous one on fire, who she doesn’t even love either? The answer is easy, because woman is not mental, but purely carnal, she has no intellect in the male sense of pondering, only reflex, autonomic unbidden impulse, she is an ambulatory creature, a train cart, following whatever male she is attracted to. Nurturing is not empathy or moralizing, but merely a thoughtless action. Woman is not the least bit affected by the agonizing patient on the bed, she gains neither pleasure from its suffering as the male sadist would, and neither is she deeply perturbed like the moral and conscious man who would recoil at the site. The moral and conscious man would want to take immediate action, perhaps by putting an end to the suffering soul or trying every intervention possible even if it is impossible because of his intense conviction. The man would get into a fight over fellow doctors to save the life of the patient, woman would stand and watch. None of these ideas, to alleviate the suffering, appear in the mind of the female nurse as she stands insouciant to the cries of the poor fellow. Woman is like a bear tearing apart its prey, she performs her actions without a single thought, but when man looks at the bear, he does not see evil because he knows a lower animal is unlikely to possess these thoughts due to its small brain, but because he assumes woman cannot be as mentally nearsighted as a bear, her ability to tolerate the suffering of patients is because of her “motherly nurturing” instinct, but this wrong. If the motherly nurturing theory is correct, nothing else could explain her total aloof attitude toward the greatest horrors imaginable as we see in female nurses. Another case study might be PSTD. Many men, even though they may take pleasure in killing enemy combatants, are able to moralize and empathize with their fellow combatants to the extent they are deeply marked, often for life, by the death and mutilation of fellow soldiers. The burly male fighters whom society assumes are cruel unlike the tender-loving woman, these pugnacious fighters have recurring nightmares of their fellow soldiers having their legs and abdomen blown off. They may not cry when it happens and act tough, but their deeply moral male brain is fundamentally affected, with more intelligent men likely experiencing greater anguish at the plight of their fellows. While I don’t have data because there are too few women in the military, my suspicion is woman experiences no such thoughts even if exposed to the same horrifying blood-chilling experiences. She thus experiences no PTSD, she is purblind to the entire commotion and thus sleeps soundly at night, not because she is evil but because she doesn’t have a single thought for that unfortunate bloke that had his lower body severed in two by an improvised explosive device. She experiences momentary fright and discombobulation during the commotion, she may cry in the process, but she cries not at the horror of the physical process, but her inability to comprehend it, her confusion is what generates the simulacrum of empathy, when it is, in fact, total disconnection with the environment. If we hold woman to the standards of man, she is truly evil, the only evil there is, less affected by the suffering of man than a sadist soldier in the special forces, but if we treat her as a bear, she is neither evil nor good, but merely a fleshy animal blessed with a brain so simple it cannot even moralize. Man can dehumanize selectively, he dehumanizes the Taliban but goes to arm’s length to save his fellow Aryan soldier, woman cannot do such a thing, everything is the same in her little world. The conclusion is you can expect more love from your fellow marine that relishes killing like a sport than your supposedly “tender” wife! It’s far more likely that a lieutenant will truly cry when he learns of the death of one of his best and most loyal soldiers, he may think about it his whole life. A dedicated soldier will run through enemy fire to save his fellow wounded soldier, woman has no such thought, she just stands and watches confused and indifferent. Man is magnanimous and gracious and thus he cannot be truly evil because he is always conscious of his actions and does them for principle, when man kills it’s for an idea he has put into his head, evil is thus only the receiving end of man’s wrath. While for woman, evil is everything around her because she has no thought for how she could help nor how she could destroy. The word evil and woman can only be put in the same sentence in man’s eyes. Woman is an animal, a bear or lion, so we must decide whether we hold her to man’s standards or not. Woman cannot empathize beyond her instinctual nurturing impulse, she cannot love because it requires rationalizing the existence of the subject of this love, she cannot feel pain because she is unable to comprehend its meaning, she is indifferent to all around and thus cannot be moral because morality requires conscious thought, woman is thus eviler than mane but only in man’s eyes.

To see what other men don’t is the essence of genius. In Woman’s eyes, I always saw pure evil since I was but a boy, the most beautiful evil I have ever seen, pure merciless, cruel, wicked, fiendish demonic evil! They are female vampires, they suck the life out of you for their joy, reducing you to flesh, they eat through you leaving nothing but the bone, and maybe they break them open and suck the marrow too! Words do not describe the evil I see in her eyes that middling men fail to gauge. I know they are monsters designed to devour me alive and lick their reddish chops with delight without knowing it because they are but sweat maidens! The evil is what I see, they have no such thoughts, their eyes are pure but it is my lens that sees the evil, evil for them is a foreign concept, they only know love for their babies (hopefully female!) and their unquenchable thirst for adoration, these beauties love only themselves and what comes out of their womb, it is man only that knows what this beautiful serpent truly is. The way they look at me is pure terror, it sends shivers down my spine, the way they smirk, the way they glance, move their lips, dart their eyes, move their body, raise their eyebrows, it is more powerful than a bullet, it is a train that slams into me, I am terror-stricken, in pain, dreadfully fearful of these lionesses, these female predators without a thought but their own pleasure and their self-replication! Stop looking at me you terrify me, in fact never look at me again you blood-curling maiden, just kill me already for it is agonizing torture to think about you!. Dear maiden, please don’t be foolish and just unleash your inner lioness, you live for pleasure, you have no want for man but as a slave, I know it deep down, don’t pretend! Grab me viciously by the collar and make me your slave for life that you can kill at any moment, make me bring you breakfast in bed, make your bed like a maid, dress you in the morning, clean your beautiful silky body by hand each day, put on your shoes, use my body as a footstool, use me as a rug, a punching bag, but whatever you do don’t look at me! Enjoy your life, the very fact that you are forced to serve your pathetic husband angers me to the core, you are stupid enough to let him chastise you, scream at you, you should in be lying in bed or frolicking somehow without a thought in your head but serenity and felicity while I toil away tending to your needs. But why you reject a man like me in favor of an abusive sub-human you foolish maiden, must I control my slave-master for my slave master is stupid? The very fact that the female sex has not enslaved all the worthless men is a strange fact, God-like aristocrats like me are enough to manage things, let the vanilla men die in war and toil on the farms, but woman must be a slave master to man and I must control the slave-master because she has no brain! No fair Aryan maiden should ever have to endure the anger of a brutish man ever again on this earth. When I watch a nice woman walk stupidly with some shmuck I find it repulsive, she is not cruel to him! What a foolish Woman not to make him her slave! I see all these couples and I know deep down the man sees her merely as an object of his lust, he lusts not for HER pleasure but HIS pleasure, yet these silly lionesses do not know that superlative men like ME exist and we were put on this earth to treat them like the real Goddess that she is. I am sure all these lionesses are only deceptively sweat to their males, deep down I know they are cruel and heartless and would like to throw them to the wolves over the slightest disappointment, but they lack the courage these women! I am revolted by the thought woman can love MAN, I want her to hate him, I want her to treat him like a farm animal, I am revolted when I see a Woman being loving to men, giggling with them being so nice to these worthless sub-human males that I should enslave, be evil you stupid Woman! I am sorry I have insulted you, I have only done so because you are making a mistake! I wonder if this evil Woman is just a dream of mine, but can I not have this dream? Why must I wake up knowing that woman is not evil (only amoral and selfish biologically, but not consciously so), but in fact, she is a cataleptic little submissive creature that makes babies? Why can’t she be the ferocious lioness I want her to be? why can’t there be the evil maiden I want that comes to my door and enslaves me, spits on me, and fantasizes about torturing me, stimulated by my suffering? Why is it that the complicated male brain longs for something that doesn’t exist? Woman cannot be evil if she is not consciously doing it on her own volition, if she merely follows her hormones like a lobotomized person and leaves her husband for some new schmuck it is not evil, rather I want a woman who leaves her husband for the pleasure of tormenting him! A child with a firearm who accidentally kills his brother or parent is not a murderer, and an emotional maiden cannot be evil however indifferent she is to male needs because I know deep down she does not want to harm any man on this earth and that disappoints me about Woman. She is but a simple creature designed to birth and keep a child alive for the first ten years of life, she might not have much attachment to man, this I am certain, very weak attachment, but while she certainly doesn’t have the capacity to truly “love” in the male sense, she can’t hate him either, nor can she be cruel, she is only callous, but unconsciously so. I want woman to completely abandon her maternal naturing instinct when she sets sight on a human male and look at him like an enemy combatant, but of course, I am committing a transgression of nature, because I want woman to be something she is not. I want her to love her children but hate her pathetic replaceable inferior male servant. I am most revolted when I see Aryan maidens nurture the inferior forms of life, when she pities the sodomite, the white loser, the degenerate, I hate nothing more than woman who is not the cruel casting-aside-of-inferior dream of Leopold, woe to these women and let the evil Aristocratic Woman rise! When I see these simple-minded maidens post on Facebook the tears they shed for the little Aztec boys in cages I lose all respect for the Female sex! Perhaps it is my job to enslave the Female sex and select the elite crop to become evil lionesses to torment aristocratic men like me! Let all the insentient settle with their banal pee-brain Reddit boyfriends!

I swear to God if he exists, I am more fearful of these slithery maidens than death itself by a million fold, I am petrified by this animalistic glissading long-haired mermaids, these finely engineered creatures, but how I am obsessed with pleasing them, whatever they really are, I just hope they are as evil as I think they are!

MILFs: the Masochist Teenager’s Love.

There isn’t much in this world that gets a masochist male teenager more excited than an attractive yet “mature” and “experienced” Woman. In their minds, such women are the perfect dominatrix, ready to “break in” these neophytes, these novices, who don’t know the first thing about a Woman’s body. In fact, one of the most popular Femdom sub-genre is older women with young males, usually, males in their 20s with 40-year-old females, sometimes older, but usually not over her late 50s. The virgin male is being taught by a confident Woman who’s had a decent number of high quality men in her life how to make them tick, for the male, this is exhilarating because he is being doubly “humiliated” (only from the retarded vanilla perspective), he is being used as a “gigolo” for a middle age woman whose boring husband no longer satisfies hers, all while he says his peers with young more desirable women. They relish at the idea of this older Woman, perhaps in her mid-40s, taking in this poor 20-year-old nerdy masochist and making him pleasure her while badly chastising the fellow for doing it wrong. Their dream is to work as their office assistant, this MILF walks in with her business attire and high heels and sits down at her desk. She signals for the younger male to come over, she stands up and forcibly grabs his head to perform cunnilingus on her. When finished, she will grab the guy’s face and sternly tell him, “You’ll do better next time, soon enough you can please the younger ladies!”. For the male masochist, being limited to an older Woman is titillating not simply because he fancies them aesthetically, he certainly does, but because he is denying himself the younger, fresher, fairer, and more beautiful by practicing with the more experienced Female first. By voluntarily restricting himself to older women, he is fulfilling his desire for self-denial, deliberately going with women that are nonetheless attractive, but “used”, left behind by all the “chads”. An older confident woman, especially an upper-class one like that lawyer I visited, has a certain sense of self, she is confident and powerful, a self-made woman, not just some retarded cheerleader girl riding the pickup truck of some 100 IQ cowboy guy. The male masochist likes this, he wants a female that is superior to him, he wants one that is intimidating, while the vanilla male is intensely jealous of this lawyer Woman, the male masochists respects her, if he feels more submissive in front of her than a less worthy assortative female, some cashier “Stacy”. But don’t get me wrong, liking MILFs does not liking grandmothers, a MILF is an attractive middle age White woman, not a wrinkly hag. Many upper middle class white women have few wrinkles even in their 50s and early 60s!

On a personal note, as a masochist, I could never control my “MILF” fetish provided they were still attractive, not flabby and ugly. There are many Aryan women in their 40s and even late 50s that can be very attractive, especially upper-class ones that age much slower and have fewer wrinkles for their age than working-class women. I recently visited a woman that my mom knew, a lawyer in Paris, I remember when I first saw her, a high-bred blue-eyed half-Polish Aryan lady with nice shoes with surprisingly few wrinkles for her age owing to her noble blood, I thought to myself as I tried to discreetly look at her, “Boy, how I’d love her to be my first dominatrix!”. I saw plenty of young Aryan Women in Paris, I strongly disliked their baggy fashion and immature persona, I felt I would much rather be subject to the wrath of the experienced high-class Woman first! As an educated young man, I felt worthy of her, this Woman could surely teach me to properly pleasure a demanding Female before I screwed up like a novice on a young Maiden! An older Woman is certainly more tolerant of mistakes, she has seen it all, she has been with a number of well-bred males, she hasn’t screwed Dagos and footballers, but she has also experienced her share of male shortcomings, but a young Maiden expects only the best because she is naïve, but in expecting the best, she does not know what is truly good and bad. How can I be the best if I cannot learn first? We should have a program with sexually under-pleasured attractive mature Women teach the young males the tricks of the trade before the try themselves on the fresh maidens! It is impossible to “learn” how to perform cunnlingus by reading a book, the male needs to have his grabbed by the hair and trained and graded on his performance as he gains experienced and finally passes the teat of a “master cunnlinguist”. Be warned, if anyone ever uses the disgusting word “pussy eating” around these circles I will have them banned, a man is using his tongue to gently PLEASURE HER, not to “eat” her, disgusting subhuman these people are.

A Cautionary Use of the Word “Slut”

In a gynocentric Female supremacist society, Women have complete freedom to pursue whatever sexual satisfaction they need and the men have no right to prevent them from doing this. In contrast, the male has no right to have any affairs with other Women, such activity is severely punished by the Woman. But freedom does not translate into judgement, perspicacity and decision making skill, many females of middling intelligence will pursue low quality, racially dubious, abusive, violent, exploitive, misogynist, low-bred men who subject them to degrading things such as blowjobs and fail to properly please them and treat them with dignity. For some low-class masochistic women who enjoy being degraded, there is little we can do to stop them. But since Female Supremacy is an UPPER-CLASS phenomenon, we must insure our superior Women are educated in proper mate selection. It is the responsibility of the high-bred free Woman to pursue high quality male service to maximize her pleasure. In this respect, the word slut should only be used for unintelligent low-class women who pursue their equivalent low quality men and fail to learn the power of the Female domination due to lack of education and intellectual aptitude. Any Woman who allows herself to be insulted, berated, and made to cry is a foolish Woman who made poor mate choice when there are countless high quality submissive males to treat her like a Queen. The “slut” gets used by men, while the real Woman uses men. The high-bred Female never stoops to the low of performing fellatio on a low-quality male or any male for that matter, she insists on being pleasured gently in a sexual manner, according to her needs and idiosyncrasies, and non-sexually, in the form of being treated like a Goddess, having her drinks delivered to her while she is resting on the sofa, etc. The slut cannot demand such service from a man because she is only a prostitute and cannot conduct herself like a professional and command respect from a man, only the high-bred Woman can do this. So our re-definition of the proverbial “slut” is away from a liberated Woman that is free to seek whatever satisfies her to one that is unable to use her feminine power to extract from males service, devotion and pleasure and instead finds herself their sex doll.

The Symbolic Nature of Female Domination

Gynocentrism is not just about men with a fetish of being whipped by a Woman, this is merely the personal affirmation of their belief in Female supremacy, but it is not the actual manifestation of it. Unless he has earned her approval, he has no right or entitlement to be abused by her, as much as he covets it. In order for him to earn the wonder of being treated as a slave by the superior Woman he must first please her and earn her approval through hard work and dedication. Gynocentrism is an ideology, worldview, or “Weltanschauung” which advocates placing the Woman at the center of the male’s life, not as an object of lust as she currently is, a token to be showed off to other men, but as an unchallenged authority figure with total omnipotence over him and all other males. The Woman in a gynocentric society, a future more evolved state where Females have much more power, will place Females as role models for young men to look up to. Males will then compete with each other to be the most dutiful and skilled servants possible for all the country’s deserving Women. They be greatly motivated, trained and graded by more experienced Women in the art of FEMALE PLEASURE before allowed to have a wife, should they fail, then they will be denied a wife or must settle with some low-bred footballer “girlfriend” who eats burritos like a pig. Women will relish in the thought of no longer being walking holes pursued for male frictional pleasure but as the recipients of a 24/7 stream of unadulterated adoration, worship, and devotion, the Women will enjoy unchallenged authority and their voices will command total obedience, they will never be challenged, second-guessed, or chastised, ever. This ideology, championed by the most intelligent men, will greatly appeal to all the intelligent Women fed up with the dago culture we still live in. If she says do something, you will do it without a second thought, if she says she doesn’t like the color of your jacket or how to speak, then fix it immediately and never do it again in her presence! In a proper gynocentric Female supremacist society, males are expected to seek approval for anything they do, to ask permission from a Woman to perform the most mundane of tasks is viewed as standard practice. The symbolic act of needing to ask a Woman’s permission is fundamental in Female supremacist ideology, to eschew or reject her advice and wishes is a grave transgression worthy of punishment carried out by the Woman according to her whims. This rule, to never disobey ignore the WISHES of a Woman is severely punished because the male is viewed as possessing no agency and having no intrinsic moral worth outside of providing the Woman with satisfaction. Let us repeat, it does not matter what you achieve in “the real world”, you can invent a cure for cancer, it’s meaningless, because if the Female is not happy, you are a failure undeserving of her. Because the Woman is always seen as superior, her approval is critical, all his actions are ultimately for her enjoyment and pleasure and therefore any decision he makes without her knowledge or approval violates the code of conduct of a Female supremacist society since it risks making her unhappy. Let us repeat, ALL MALE ACTION IS FOR THE PLEASURE OF THE WOMAN. When he desires to do something, he begins by saying, “Ma’am, Mistress, or “Lady Berkeley”, may I proceed with my particular endeavor, etc”, unless the work is repetitive and has already been requested by the Woman to be done automatically, such as housework. In this case, asking the Woman for permission may result in punishment because she expects this done without question! The superior Female is extremely demanding and difficult to please, many mistakes will be made but this is what makes it all the more exciting, “I sure hope I did this right the way, or else she will castigate me mercilessly”.

The Inferior Male Unconsciously Toils Only for Woman

Man builds civilization for Woman, he does everything for Woman, remove her from his life, he will whither away alone without the urge to lift a finger, he vitiates and dies without woman. The greatest punishment a despot could inflict on a man is to deny him access to the most wondrous thing nature has gifted him, more beautiful than the greatest work of art, more enchanting than the most splendid landscape, the ordinary-looking Aryan woman is all he needs to be happy, an asset more valuable than anything he could take possession of, all the worlds gold is less valuable than a simple Aryan woman, his Frau is what he lives for, deny him this and he will surely want to end his tortuous existence as he sees other men stroll the streets with a pleasant woman by their side. The genius strategy of using the most powerful male impulse, lust for heavenly woman, to work and exert himself, knows no parallels, not the greatest sum of money can replace HER. No other instinct is stronger in man than passion for woman, it is so powerful nothing can quell it, he lives, breaths, and dies for woman, this instinct can be used to conquer the earth itself, by denying only the criminals, slaves, and indolent men the right to a woman, the preponderance of the able-bonded law-abiding male population is able to participate in the construction of glorious civilization for the nothing but the love of woman.

Masochism causes a wide array of humiliating and degrading behaviors to become the subject of arousal, one such powerful arousal thought is the Woman loving other men in front of me, flirting with him playfully, and letting him perform coitus with her, and then looking at me in the face and bragging about how much better he pleasured her! She looks at me and mocks my inferior performances while she laughs at me boasting of how much better this stud was as I sit there meekly listening and apologizing for my shortcoming and begging her to let me improve. I am in another room listening to the sounds she emits during her bodily endeavors, I feast my ears on her wonderful giggles, her laughter, her voice, her screams, and even her faintest and soft utterances. I remained denied access to her body for eternity, until death, I have sex with her only to pass on my genes, never for pleasure, her body is too sacred and majestic for me to sully with my dirty male protruding body part. While she satiates herself on other men, she gives me nothing but kicks, slaps, and the occasional insult, or perhaps a spit in the face as she drools into my gaping mouth her hair rubbing against my face and eyes. She denies me all orgasm, I am called in to pleasure her when she wants it. As long as I am not seen by the other man which I find humiliating beyond an acceptable degree, I tolerate it. But can a Woman respect me if all I want is her disrespect? Her respect must come from the fact that I exist only for her pleasure, surely she must appreciate this fact, only a stupid Woman could not. But will this pursuit of a “twisted” fantasy (according to the logic of the Dago) lead to my demise? I have no clue whether any intelligent and morally upright Woman I would settle with would ever want to do this, I certainly hope so, but she may be revolted and lose all respect for me at the first utterance of these thoughts, or she might become ecstatic, but if she did, my life would be so much for the better! I am openly demanding my wife seek other high quality men to pleasure her occasionally and if she wants it, how could she not love this? What better a husband could a Woman ask for than one that loves her so much that he wants her to have access to all the pleasure she could possibly crave? What better a husband than one that imposes absolutely no restrictions on her? What better husband exists then one who grants his wife total freedom to do whatever she wants, even the freedom to kill him? Why should I deny my wife access to whatever source of pleasure the earth can provide her, I am not a subhuman Muslim husband, she is NOT MY property, I am HER property and what slave owner in their right mind consults their slave about their personal affairs? What master consults his servant for advice? What slave owner asks permission from his slave to do what he wants? After all, it is man that has to suffer, endure and bear, not Woman, she revels in delectation, it is man that has his legs blown off in muddy trenches, it is man that swings a pick in the scorching sun for 12 hours a day to build rail tracks, woman’s only pain is a few hours in her life, when she gives birth, the rest is pleasurable existence, all her needs met by the male sex with their machines. What power do I have to stop her from pursuing any sexual satisfaction she wants? Her body is the subject of my devotion, even though I cannot feel her euphoria, her orgasm, her nerve centers, her body gushing with chemicals to tingle her highest parts, her incorrigibly hedonistic side, I relish at the thought she is bathing in her bodily pleasures and that I must work to maximize the time she spends pursuing them, yet I am in pain, denied even a crumb. Woman is a born hedonist, man is a stoic, she is the weak sex, she does not have the willpower of man nor should she, she is a creature of instincts, she avoids pain and gravitates towards enjoyment, she eats the sweats of life, while man plucks them! Man works all day to pick the berries, places them in his basket, and hauls it over to his Maiden to watch her place them in her mouth as she smiles with delight as she dissolves the sweat berry in her watery mouth. As I hold the basket of berries, she might throw me a few bad ones, the ones that were too ripened, or perhaps too sourer, she can flick the calyx on the floor for me to pick up while she continues to pop these sweat fruits into her mouth all while giggling as she sits in the grass with joy making fun of my miserable position holding the basket for her. A creature of emotions and pleasure she is, man is a creature of ideas and sacrifice, Woman a spectator, man an actor. So with this said, I say she has every privilege to feast on whatever piece of male flesh she can lay her hands on as long as she remains my wife and as long as they are morally sound high-bred Aryan men without sexually transmitted diseases, have never had sex with non-white women, and who politically agree with me. If she is tired of me, she can invite a man to satisfy her for the night and let him go to never see him again, and if she wants, she can do that every week of my life and it could only make me happier. A Woman can do anything she wishes to me as long as another man does not take her away, she can pleasure herself with all the men in the world, (as long as I know what they look like) it does not bother me, her body belongs to Her and not me, I have no right to tell her she cannot enjoy male pleasure.

Female Orgasm, Cunnilingus, and Absurdity of Penetrative Intercourse.

“Nice Girls” are for Losers, say Hello to the Hyper-Bitch!

I utterly detest “nice girls”, with a passion I must say, I really really hate them, these stupid little airheads who treat their lame tranquil surfer-bum boyfriends like children, “Hi Honey”, woe to these daughters-of-plumber girls, “Get on the floor slave” shouts the elite Female at the elite male. I will not settle with any Female that is not a Hyper-Bitch, the cruelest, most tiresome Bitch in the world! “Sweat” females, these pathetic loving cry-babies, so utterly off-putting and lame, what a world I was born into, designed for these little pansy males, not for Knights like me.

What is the precise definition of a “Bitch”? Wikipedia says: “When applied to a woman or girl, it means someone who is belligerent, unreasonable, malicious, controlling, aggressive, or dominant.” What’s hilarious about Jewish Wikipedia is that it says “when applied to a woman or girl”, they had to make the article “gender neutral”, as if anybody thinks the word applies to men, these people (Jews and white leftists) are such a pathetic joke it’s laughable. 

“There may also be a connection between less literal senses of “bitch” and the Greek goddess Artemis. As she is the goddess of the hunt, she was often portrayed with a pack of hunting dogs and sometimes transformed into an animal herself. She was seen as free, vigorous, cold, impetuous, unsympathetic, wild, and beautiful.“

“In the context of modern feminism, bitch has varied reappropriated meanings that may connote a strong female (anti-stereotype of weak submissive woman), cunning (equal to males in mental guile).”

Vanilla males universally complained about attractive women being bitches, well what a surprise, these Females know the power they have and they use it, good for them. I was watching a bunch of pathetic 100 IQ “pickup artist” vanilla males talking about how men should “NEVER Tolerate a Disrespectful WOMAN”, what a joke! Elite males like me who view these males are intellectual zeros desperately want a DISRESPECTFUL WOMAN! My wife shouts: “Hey loser, you know what I think of all your stupid little technical machines, all of your supposed knowledge of thermodynamics or whatever you stupid men call that male crap, it’s all so pathetic and so are YOU! Haha, I’m a superior beautiful Female and I view your hairy brutish sex as no higher than farm animals to carry me around. You’re at best a useful tool to make money for me to buy me a new handbag or impress me, haha, now lick my cunt slave, and when you’re finished iron my laundry because I am meeting a new guy tomorrow!”

I must say that if virtually all the Women out there, even the higher-bred educated ones on this planet, that is the civilized ones in the Northern countries, are all lame little submissive flowers who want to be “overpowered” by some retarded Carabinieri dago who can’t treat their pathetic male like a slave, then fuck this world, I don’t want to live on it.

Luckily, my worst fears are not rational, even with all the horror stories on Reddit of guys complaining they cannot get their wives/girlfriends into Gynocracy, you’d think they’d love the idea, I still believe that in the age we live in, where Western women are empowered (no longer Oriental concubines), it’s by far the best time to be alive as a masochist male and believer in Gynocracy. Long gone are the days when vanilla brutes exclusively monopolize the dynamic, although they still almost monopolize it and even women in the Netherlands or Sweden are expected to be concubines with the blue-eyed equivalent of the macho Dago.

Unfortunately, most of these “bitches”, behind the façade, are but little dolls who cower in front of these brutes they attract, they are not truly dominant and assertive Women, but merely playing “hard to get” to maximize the mate quality. but the male masochist can see right through the traditional Bitch veneer. The Hyper-Bitch is the wife of an elite male masochist like me, who isn’t satisfied with a “garden variety bitch”, but needs an extreme Bitch on steroids that makes vanilla males run for mommy!

Muslim-like Vanilla males, even in the Aryan-Germanic West, an inherently “feminist” culture, are actively denying these beautiful creatures their right to enjoy their God-given bodily pleasure because they are low-bred creeps who should be enslaved by men like me who Worship superior FEMALES! This conspiracy against the superior Female, the systematic denial of her legitimate bodily pleasure, is a criminal act waged by jealous inferior males that should be enslaved and stripped of their civil rights in the future Gynocracy where Women RULE. This future gynocracy will allow the superior and beautiful FEMALE to rule unabated all with the kind advice and help of elite masochist males behind the scenes who consult them on technical and military matters where the male brain is occasionally needed. We are heading in this direction, superior inventors and philosopher males like me want to be RULED by Females, it’s inevitable we will get together with the superior Women and eventually form a state based on this Progressive form of social organization. 

A Woman can experience several CONSECTUVIE orgasms, while the male is finished hours after. Now some women will say they “enjoy” penile intercourse, but they’re lying, they don’t, they’re simply saying this because they have no choice, it’s the only way they can be pleasured because it’s all the low-bred vanilla males can do. 

Napolean was probably a masochist and a proven cunnilingus aficionado who reportedly told his wife Joséphine de Beauharnais not to wash so he could enjoy her natural odors! “Napoleon was obsessed by cunnilingus. Talked about it constantly. He’d say to her (de Beauharnais), ‘don’t wash for three days’ because he’d enjoy going down on her when she was unwashed. It was really basic.” “Historian obsessed with Napoleon spills the beans on Bonaparte’s sex life and reveals the truth about ‘not tonight, Josephine”, from the “Evening Harold”.

We do not know if this is true, but what we do know is masochists enjoy whatever is degrading and masochists are disproportionately overrepresented among men of stature, so it’s probably not apocryphal. 

What the male masochist enjoy greatly is the symbolic act of “servicing” that it represents, they are on their knees, perhaps having to use their neck muscle to lift their head up while the Woman is “queening”, a historical practice among upper-class Women who would squat on top of the man and rub themselves on his mouth until they orgasmed. They are beneath her, she is on top of him, she is enjoying herself, he is exerting himself, is neck is aching badly while she has just orgasmed and is bathing in ecstasy. This dynamic of the Woman in power and the male a powerless tool in her hands is what brings him intense exhilaration. Having to endure whatever fluid excrete from her paraurethral ducts that day just so she can feel good titillates the masochist, as long as it’s on HER command, discretion, and order, they will lap it up, provided she is not diseased, dirty of unhealthy of course.

A Woman’s vulva is a proxy for her social class, by virtue of its cleanliness, her immune competence, diet, and the presence or absence of low-quality males and unprotected intercourse. The vulva will only produce a foul odor if certain bacteria are present, an otherwise healthy Woman will not harbor these bacteria. The vulva is a self-cleansing system with all sorts of elaborately designed features perfected by nature to keep it clean and healthy. The primary cause of inimical odor is unprotected sex, since sperm is alkaline, a high pH, bacteria thrive in this environment creating a Petri dish for all sorts of foul bacteria. A low-quality female will have been “used” heavily and produce foul smells, the promiscuous club girl who fucks dagos, while the high IQ proud Woman only has intercourse with a select few high-quality males that can properly pleasure her. The Kama Sutra, a Sanskrit text on sexuality considers foul vaginal odors as a sign of promiscuity.

It’s interesting to note that it’s vanilla sex that the low-IQ working-class folk engages in, but cunnilingus seemed to be a high-IQ thing.

“The rate was substantially higher among married women. During the sexual revolution of the 1960s and 1970s, oral sex evolved into an acceptable practice for all couples, whether or not they were married. It became particularly popular on college campuses, and maybe that’s why to this day, according to the authors of Sex in America: A Definitive Survey, “Twice as many women who went to college have given or received oral sex as compared to those who did not finish high school and twice as many of those better-educated women had or received oral sex the last time they had sex.”

Ian Kerner, She Comes First: The Thinking Man’s Guide to Pleasuring a Woman. 

Kerner is unfortunately Jewish, white men are too prude after two millennia of Christianity to write a book like this I guess, female orgasm, how sinful! Some simple-minded right-wingers have taken great issue with his book, predictably, because he promotes “cuckolding” (that women should pursue extra-marital affairs), which is kind of ironic considering the Jews wrote the bible, the beginning of the sex-phobic freakshow we’ve been witnessing since Jesus was born in a stable in Palestine, and before Christianity, a Jewish invention, Aryans were sexually loose forest Pagans, and in modern Scandinavia, which is the least Jewish society one can get, many children are born out of marriage and attitudes towards sexuality are very open compared to the Catholic South. Jews suck because they promote communism, blacks, mestizos, fags, and other evolutionary rejects, if they write a book about how Aryan men should pleasure their wives, I have no problem with them.

Swedish girls are sexually aggressive according to Havelock Ellis.

“In Scandinavia, according to Vedeler, the sexual emotions are at least as strong in women as in men. In Sweden, Dr. Eklund, of Stockholm, remarking that from 25 to 33 percent of the births are illegitimate, adds: “We hardly ever hear anyone talk of a woman having been seduced, simply because the lust is at the worst in the woman, who, as a rule, is the seducing party.” (Eklund, Transactions of the American Association of Obstetricians.”

On the opposite side of the Baltic, in the Königsberg district, the same observation has been made. Intercourse before marriage is the rule in most villages of this agricultural district, among the working classes, with or without intention of subsequent marriage; “the girls are often the seducing parties, or at least very willing; they seek to bind their lovers to them and compel them to marriage. ” In the Köslin district of Pomerania, where intercourse between the girls and youths is common, the girls come to the youths’ rooms even more frequently than the youths to the girls’. In some of the Dantzig districts, the girls give themselves to the youths, and even seduce them, sometimes, but not always, with a view of marriage.

Analysis of the Sexual Impulse, Havelock Ellis, pp 217

An important book for elite men to read is “A New View of a Woman’s Body: a Fully Illustrated Guide”, published by the Federation of “Feminist” (yeah that word sucks I know) Women’s Health Centers, which goes into extensive detail on the anatomy and mechanics of the Female animal, all men should become experts on her anatomy so they can provide the superior Woman with an exhilarating flawless experience. She is alive and of pleasure-seeking age for only so long, her wonderful body should be worshiped and cherished like the masterful work of the Cosmos that it is every minute of the day, woe to these low-bred vanilla males that thrash her like a bag of flesh!

The clitoris has eight thousand nerve fibers! It should be stressed that there is NO “vaginal” orgasm, this is perhaps one the greatest myths about female sexuality, the only way for the Woman to orgasm is through some form of clitorial stimulation, an instrument designed solely for sexual pleasure, it has no other function. The Gräfenberg spot is likely a myth. So-called “frigidity”, where women are unable to orgasm during penetrative intercourse, is deemed to be a problem with the woman or a lack of penile length, an utterly ignorant statement. Penetrative intercourse, penis size, methodology, etc, all are worthless and futile for producing an orgasm in a Woman, the only reason she orgasms, if ever and usually impotently, during penetrative intercourse, is that her clitoris is stimulated inadvertently during insertion and reinsertion of the phallus due to the fact that the bulb of vestibule constricts the shaft, in fact, the Gräfenberg spot is most likely just an extension of the clitoris.

These silly women who allow themselves to be violently “fucked” by a baboon male who ejaculates in thirty seconds are contemptible fools, they derive no pleasure no from it yet they lack the stamina and class to grab his head by the hair and treat his tongue as a natural vibrator! Let’s be very clear, I do NOT respect all women, in fact, I cannot respect a weak, stupid, and unassertive woman who allows her body to be used as a trash can by unworthy males, however feminine or attractive she might be. These bubbly goofballs without a single neuron are the biggest turnoff, I would MUCH prefer a less attractive but extremely intelligent Woman who will produce genius sons than some submissive model who will give birth to a “chad”.

We are undergoing an evolutionary jump, a leap to a new phase of civilization, transitioning away from the baboon sexuality of penile penetration towards the precisely controlled tongue stimulation of the Woman’s most sensitive body part: the clitoris. The penis is a loosely dangled rod sticking out, he has no ability to control it, he can barely cause it to tilt a few degrees, it’s a kinesthetic abomination to expect a Woman to derive pleasure from this awkwardly wielded monstrosity called “thrusting” action, like an ironworker pounding a rivet into a steel beam, any woman that lets a man do this to her is a complete idiot. Remember, nature designed it so that the male could insert as much sperm inside the woman as quickly as humanly possible, nature did not need her to derive pleasure from it, since males are physically more powerful, they could simply force themselves on her and pass on their genes. This is important to stress, nature designed sexual intercourse to be for REPRODUCTION, to be as efficient, rapid, and efficacious as possible, without a single thought for her enjoyment. We are beyond this primitive stage of coercive Savannah reproduction and hence must depart from the atavistic baboon sexuality which is penile thrashing towards progressive sexuality which is cunnilingus by a naked male on a clothed Woman gently guided by her hand or forced to hold his head up on the hard floor without a pillow while she squats on top if him! 

Some poor women are forced to use disgusting plastic machines made in Chinese factories to achieve orgasm because low-life males cannot please them all while the male tongue is a highly engineered organ designed to produce intricate tones and sounds: speech! It can make microscopic movements, can adroitly control the amount of pressure it exerts on her vulva, and can be retracted, made harder, or placid on a moment’s notice on the command of the Woman! If he can read a poem aloud and give a fiery speech, certainly he can make a Woman orgasm with the same squishy yet agile tongue! But one thing should be said, no Woman should ever allow a low-bred, horny, brutish male any near her vulva, he must treat it with utmost delicateness and consideration for every nerve inside her, if she all but shows the slightest discomfort she should jerk his head away and slap him instantly and leave the room! Many low-bred males place far too much pressure on their tongue and cause her pain, failing to even identity the right region to stimulate having not even the most basic grasp of Female anatomy. The clitoris and vagina membranes are highly sensitive and if improperly stimulated can cause immense pain in the Woman. Any male that is unable to make a Woman permanently smile and bathe in ecstasy shouldn’t be allowed to walk on the same floor her beautiful feet touch, and woe to these women who don’t insist on being pampered like a princess, who fail to shout at their male to be at her feet and give her a beautifully delivered orgasm in the gentlest possible manner in three minutes, who let themselves be tossed around and “fucked” by his painful phallus, who swallows his disgusting sperm, give these whores to the Arabs and let the elite male pleasure the elite FEMALE!

On a second note, the superior Woman has no obligation to take a shower or be perfectly “clean” or “presentable” before she is pleasured, she has exactly zero obligation to do anything but demand instant gratification regardless from the male of the time of day, her bathing status, or whether she just had to pee. If she has just come home from a long day’s work and is sweaty, has just urinated, well too bad, because he better do a good job and put up with it or else!

Any male who “complains” the slightest is a loser who is undeserving of her Godly body in front of him. On a final note, in general, avoid doing unhygienic things, but should the beautiful Woman want her behind licked clean after a long day of sweating then he should immediately comply and wipe every microgram of sweat off her body with his tongue without uttering the faintest complaint.

More Orgasms Please: Why Female Pleasure Matters, by The Hotbed Collective, 2019

Shere Hite, The Hite Report: A Nationwide Study of Female Sexuality. 

The Myth of the Vaginal Orgasm, Anne Koedt 

The book “More Orgasms Please” to be honest is crap because it’s written by stupid liberal feminists rather than genius female supremacist men like me, it’s unsurprisingly woke and liberal but covers the same topic we’re covering: Females should not feel guilty demanding orgasm or the same sexual freedom as men have enjoyed for millennia. Men masturbate all the time and have an unlimited selection of brothels to visit, yet we “shame” women for desiring sexual satisfaction, this is certainly something I as a racist Female supremacist can agree with these liberal feminists on who I argue do not go far enough!

If a man brags about “fucking” women he is seen as normal, but if a Woman does it, she is labeled a “whore”, this is rather benighted because her bodily organs are more highly developed and engineered to produce pleasurable sensations, so should we be surprised she would want to use them? The question can all but the smartest Women even dream of commanding an elite male to pleasure them properly? The answer is it’s doubtful, most will never change and are condemned by birth to be with a low-bred brutish male who gives a rat’s ass about their pleasure.

A man should worship a Woman as she was built by nature, she must not shave her “bush” or anything else for that matter, if the man is unable to worship her in her natural naked form, without fancy clothes, makeup, or a perfectly shaven body, then he does not belong in her house. I have always found men who liked “shaved” vulva strange, I find her natural bush simply exquisite! “Get your face down there you worthless human vibrator”.

Aryan Beauty vs Jungle Beauty: Makeup, Cosmetics, Lip Jobs, and Breast Enlargement

The negrification of beauty has taken a toll on our once Godly-beautiful European Woman. Far too many of our lower-bred working and middle-class women have fallen for trash aesthetics like big eyelashes, breast enlargement, lip jobs, cheap makeup and cosmetics, buttock enlargement, and many other jungle-like sexual amplification themes. But at the same time, there is simply no lumping modern jungle fashion with European aesthetics of the mid-20th century, when European men decided the beauty standards. I detest overly sexualized women, it makes them look cheap, the dominatrix is not a trollop, she is a high-bred elegant and classy feminine Woman. Female beauty is a very sensitive subject for male masochists, unlike vanilla males, they pay close attention to the woman’s appearance beyond her mere breast and buttocks, which often play a very small role in their fondness for her. Firstly, we should say that beauty is always intrinsic, organic, and natural, makeup and cosmetics can only bring out and underscore already beautiful traits, but they cannot create them out of thin air. My ideal societal level beauty standard is the pure and natural German Volkisch peasant woman, but obviously, for a dominatrix and the male masochist, something slightly less “boring” is required. Northern European, Norse-Germanic females are quite un-sexualized compared to Latins and Slavs, a simple tour throughout Europe will confirm this statement. Most Dutch, German and Danish women look natural, with no need to resort to cheap accessories, their God-given beauty is all they need, and nice clothes. Paint cannot make a poorly chiseled sculpture any more pleasing, but it can surely make a well-chiseled sculpture even more glamorous that may have felt incomplete prior. For example, few male masochists want a woman with fat fingers and masculine hands to dominate them even if her face is appealing, if her nails are short and stubby like a plumber, many men will find this rather repulsive and outright gross and will not want her to raise a whip against them, they typically prefer her to have slender feminine hands with long nails. We associate long slender nails, obviously not ridiculously long like a Mandarin, with a high-bred Woman because of her idle nature, not needing to toil away getting her hands dirty allows her to maintain a degree of aesthetic quality afforded by low-class women. With Woman, nature has designed her to be fundamentally aesthetic, with superfluous features, to an almost artistic degree, while the male is completely utilitarian, designed for work, while the Woman was designed for reproduction and as a living piece of architecture, the Woman has been designed for sexual attraction. With Woman we automatically associate elegance and smoothness with her, slenderness, smooth continuous forms, while with the male we associate coarseness and roughness and a discontinuous form. Perhaps an analogy would be the male is a Kenworth truck and the Woman a Ferrari. Even if the Woman is attractive, for the male masochist, these finer details about a Woman can be a major turnoff if improperly addressed or bastardized by negrofied cosmetics and fashion, male masochists are very picky and aesthetically sensitive. I utterly detest large oversized lips, they must be the proper natural Aryan size, no Norse woman has lips the size of a negress or these hideous silicon-injected Eastern European women you see on Instagram. Aryan beauty and cosmetics focus on enhancing the NATURAL underlying aesthetic features of the Woman, while negro and non-white “beauty” (a butchering of the word) focuses on SEXUALIATION via the enlargement of secondary sexual characteristics which are the norm in fast-life history ecologies, the hot-humid tropics, the Bantu, where breasts, lips, buttocks, hips, etc, are the sole object of sexual arousal. In contrast, Aryan beauty focuses on taking already aesthetically-loaded artifacts and making them stand out, focusing on the face over the body. Lipstick is very attractive when worn by an attractive well-bred Woman with properly-sized lips, but it does nothing to “potentiate” the beauty of an ugly woman with massive lips, making her look like an animal in the process, it gives lipstick a bad image. Lipstick is simply excellent on high-class women, often a necessary feature for her complete femininity to be expressed, but looks completely out of place on unattractive lower-bred women who you expect to work on the farm. Lipstick is awful on a massive-lipped Slav whore, but intensely enthralling on a graceful Woman. Secondly, the color is extraordinarily important, too bright a color, such as bright red, often looks immature and silly, standing out too sharply, while a lighter shade makes her look serious and beautiful bringing out the shine and color in her properly sized graceful lips that will send any male masochist into a tailspin.

Females have no Love for the Male, Only What he IS

Unless a man can continuously impress and enthuse a Woman, she will lose interest in him. This is likely one of the causes of divorce, almost exclusively female-initiated, after physical abuse by the male. A woman becomes bored, unimpressed, and loses interest in a man much faster than males become bored with women, since for the man, as long as she is sexually available, it suffices, but for the woman, sexual gratification plays a secondary role at best, even for lower bred women. Females have no attraction to the man’s intrinsic essence, his face, body, soul, only his outward expression, what he is, does, acts, how he speaks, what he talks about, etc. But how a Woman is “impressed” with a male differs greatly by social class and genetic quality. For the high-bred, she is aroused by his intellect, his ability to impress her cerebrally, to keep her entertained, and stimulated, his ability to outthink his male peers, this excites her greatly, knowing she has latched on to this powerful soul, but make no mistake, it is not “you”, only what you express yourself consciously does she find attractive, but should you stop and languish into some marginal soul, do not expect her putative love to keep her clung to you, she is not interested in your jaw or how tall you are. For the lower-bred women, the working class, it is mainly cues of social dominance, aggressiveness, a more “negro-tier” level of exertion to impress the female, the bad boy, the criminal, a footballer, a gym rat, a fast talker, someone socially skilled. For these women, they are born into a world of fights, brawls, and unpredictability, they want a male that can beat up other men. For the middle class, it is strongly material, monetary, but more so in America than in Europe. While the high-bred woman is far more interested in intelligence than a rich bore, she would leave a rich drip in favor of a fascinating but financially average genius, a new granite countertop that the self-employed contractor buys for his simple-minded but perhaps attractive wife is what keeps the middle-class female around, no intellect can impress her because she couldn’t possibly appreciate it. For this their-male, if he can’t keep his silly gutter cleaning business raking in cash to keep the mortgage paid on the ridiculous 4000 square foot Texas house, he won’t have that blonde woman barefoot in the kitchen to look at when he comes home, for if she’s not too wrinkly, she’ll have found some new guy with more to offer her, there is nothing one can do about this, it’s her nature, no divorce court can stop her. But what better a motivator to have a professional gutter cleaning service than this? If he doesn’t do a good job, he’ll lose customers and have to marry an ugly cashier, if does a really good jobs and gains more customers, he can have a nice blonde wife, nature has it all figured out. Much of our entire economy, perhaps all of it, all these poor males competing viciously, in the end, it’s merely to get to see a desirable female walking on the same floor that you walk on, sleep on the same bed sheets you sleep on, and eat at the same same table you eat on. Again, there is no apparent love here, this schmuck with his gutter cleaning business will never be loved no matter how big his jaw is or how great he thinks he looks, the female animal is purely selfish, loving only her own body, what comes out of it, and what the man feeds into it, whether love, adoration, praise, attention, or the occasional orgasm.

How Much Experience Does the Male Servant Need Before He Is Allowed to Give the Superior Female Pleasure?

The male masochist very rarely carries a big body count under his belt, and neither does the Female he pursues. These souls, the male masochist and his Woman, are pair-bonding types, very untypically jungle-bunny-like, they seek long-term relationships and attract themselves very strongly to subtle personality traits by virtue of their strong mentalizing tendency. As an utterly inexperienced male, I find this a great asset, my body has not been sullied with a slew of low-quality females, which besmirches my skin, mouth, and body parts with the scent of inferior females which the superior Woman, the lifetime Queen, will not want to be deposited on her sacred body.
The high-quality male virgin is exactly what the superior Woman wants, since she can train him starting from scratch, he is a “blank slate” ready o be trained. Females are very idiosyncratic, if the Woman has an experienced male, she can customize him to suit her exact needs, tailored to her particular requirements. He has not learned bad-habits and customs from previous low-quality women, he is ready to train by the superior Female to be her personal source of service.

The male masochist as described by Krafft-Ebing is the opposite of the hedonistic pervert that merely wants a Woman to give him pleasure, he is aroused rather by the thought of his devotion to her reaching a state where he is utterly de-humanized, while she luxuriates in his offerings of pain and body. The male masochist trades, exchanges, his freedom for her pleasure in its entirety, he firmly believes he cannot be happy unless he has given his very sovereignty to her. The worst nightmare for the male masochist is to believe that the Woman is disappointed in him yet he is aroused by that same thought, not at disappointing her, but her fury at his failure. Here an antinomy arises, he wants to please her at all costs, but he also wants to disappoint her because he knows she will viciously chastise him for it! His greatest fear is letting her own, making her incensed, making her angry, but especially sad, this frightens him deeply, but at the same time, he wants her to be constantly unhappy with his performance to motivate himself to strive harder to please her. The male masochist takes pleasure in merely serving any woman in any possible way, for him, it is more pleasurable to open the door for her than for her to smile at him, in fact, he actively denies himself her beauty, looking down to avoid receiving the rays of her frightening feminine beauty. A nice flight attendant to the male masochist is someone he wants to serve, not be served by, he would like to relieve her of her lowly burdens and for her to rest in the chair he was sitting, bring her a drink and watch as she smiles and sighs! He is more than happy to stand up the entire flight until he is sore just so he knows she is in comfort. But he will only do this to a reasonably attractive woman that fits his “ideal”, perhaps a Nordic-Germanic, or for other men, maybe a Slav or more voluptuous Latin, for some, a neotenous Japanese woman, but not any woman, and certainly not an obese or ugly woman. Such a thing is purely Platonic, there is nothing fleshy and animalistic about it, it is not perverted, it is a pure, wholesome, and beautiful condition. He is elated when he sees her smile knowing his actions contributed to it, yet he does not want to be thanked or patted on the back, and certainly not gently caressed by this pretty flight attendant, no, he wants to be shooed away by her as she uses her wonderful soft high-pitched voice in an exasperated tone, “get out of my sight you lowly male!” she beautifully shouts! To act as the carpet for a beautiful woman to walk on, to be her beast of burden, such are exquisite thoughts for him, commonly expressed by letters sent to Krafft-Ebing. A 20-year-old “technical engineer” from Germany called it “pageism”. I want to be the page that the beautiful maiden sitting comfortably in her chair turns in her book, grasping it with her finger, I want to be her chair, her rug, her footstool, anything that reduces my body to a mere tool for her pleasure, my sole “raison d’etre” is her and only her. Such thoughts send me into a state where I feel like a soaring bird in the clouds without a worry in my mind, a “high” without drugs.

The male masochist sees an attractive woman, her flowing hair, her beautifully crafted form, her aesthetic feminine cladding (flight attendant uniforms are my favorite!), her graceful face, her soft tender, dainty hands, her angelic smile, he views her as a virtually God-like entity that he is compelled to bow down to and sacrifice his own life for the sake of her majestic existence and glory.  The male masochist does not want pain himself, he constructs an image in his mind that this pain makes the Woman gratified even if she doesn’t consciously seek out his physical sacrifice, for him this pain he demonstrate a willing to endure is a way to project his mental devotion and sacrifice to her. If the woman is not pleased, the male masochist is terribly miserable, however much pain he endures. For example, the male masochist would not derive pleasure from pain if this pain made the woman unhappy, for example the Woman cried after whipping him, she has to laugh! So it cannot be about pain, the sole reason he enjoys the pain is he convinces himself this is what the Woman, who he has constructed in his mind as a beautiful sadist, desires to inflict it on him. This is why Kraft-Ebbing cites numerous cases of male masochists who are gravely disappointed at the services offered by the professional “dominatrix”, who are merely role players without exhibiting the raw cruelness of the Venus in Furs, but not simply a lack of cruelness, a lack of true enslavement, too much for the man, not enough for the Woman. The male masochist is perplexing, because people may think he visits the dominatrix to enjoy himself, but he does not the dominatrix to let him enjoy himself, he only visits her because it convinces himself he can “serve” the superior Female he has constructed in his mind. But it is important to emphasize that it is not genuinely the cruelty per se that induces delight in the male masochism, but the female’s demands for “service”. Service may be him making her bed, or taking off her shoes. Male masochists for some reason almost invariably have a shoe obsession, they will take special notice of a woman with elegant heeled shoes, this may be because the foot represents the “lowest” point on the Female body, for them being at the lowest point gives them the height of pleasure. Because the masochist views himself as the woman’s servant or minion, he is allowed only to see her feet, not her beautiful head, hair, chest, and upper body, again, he aroused by denying himself her beauty.

But returning to the dominatrix, the reason for the unanimous disappointment is that they are at best appropriating a fictitious role, they are not the real Queens or Ladies desiring loyal Knight-like servants, they are merely well-paid actors, skilled, but ultimately forced. The world of the male masochist genuinely does not exist, it can only be vaguely recreated by a woman he is intimately close to, but often very difficult because many woman simply find it strange. Because there is little to no mental bond between the dominatrix and her client, as they have barely an hour to get to know each other, the dominatrix’s experience is insufficiently mental to satisfy his needs. The male masochist has a difficult time channeling his submissive tendencies in these women because these men tend to be strong pair-bonders and lovers. For the male masochist, he wants a woman to know all about him, to know his every thought, he wants her to double down on his weakness. There is nothing that titillates him more than a woman who wantonly subjects him to something he is intensely fearful or phobic of. The male masochists desire complete powerlessness, total vanquishment, a temporary oblivion, a descent into a dungeon chained in the woman’s cage, where he has lost all muscle movement, thought, and agency, at the mercy of whatever the woman’s fleeting whims are, a sudden burst of anger, a sudden change of mood, she is unpredictable, capricious, all the more exciting! The more power he gives the woman, the more intense his arousal is, it is self-reinforcing to the point of fantasizing about total self-destruction, where the process finally ends, his entire earthly existence has been denied by the superior Goddess. The word “superior” plays an important role in the mind of a male masochist, he almost congenitally believes the woman to be superior to his manly existence, no matter how smart, successfully, a genius he is, he always in the end believes himself a mere wretched beast of burden to the beautiful maiden. In contrast, the ordinary male likes to view himself as superior to woman and views her as a contemptible companion with no value but to offer him pleasure, this view enrages the male masochist, unless perhaps the woman is terribly ugly. One could say the male masochist fancies the woman to such a degree, he feels so inferior in her presence he seeks nothing but his own obliteration in front of her, to show her how inferior he is, by removing his own life in front of her, he has forced her to “eat him alive” in a figurative sense, his body her food. The milder fantasies, such as worshiping her, are not the ultimate desire of the masochist, his ultimate desire is for her to exterminate him, but because he is a rational creature, he suppresses this urge in favor of a middle-ground, her slave. The slave is a stable or sustainable condition where he can express just as much self-humiliation as humanly possible without destroying himself. An extremely common fantasy is giving the woman power of life and death over him, to sign a contract where it reads she can end his life if she is in a bad mood! This “contract of life and death” is what Leopold von Sacher-Masoch insisted Wander wield over him. Knowing her brain, hands, and beautiful body determines his own fate any second of the day madly exhilarates him. I for one had thoughts of beautiful women killing me as a youngster, in all sorts of ways, perhaps they would deny me oxygen to breath, all while they laughed, the more beautiful, the better! For the male masochist, the more beautiful, the more inferior they feel, the more they view her as a Goddess they must offer their heart to!

While we cannot reduce this rather daedal paraphilia to any sound biological adaption, it is possible that the deeper and evidently “mal-adaptive” fantasies, namely the desire of the masochist to be killed by the woman, is merely a conscious mental effort to extend the underlying submissiveness to an extreme. Although it may not be so maladaptive after all, because men are designed by nature to die in war to secure the existence of the female, to protect her from other tribes, so fantasizing about dying for her is not surprising. It is simply an intensification or doubling down of a more mild desire to submit taken to its extreme conclusion. What then must be examined is the cause for the switch from masculine dominance in front of other males to the slavish devotion to the God-like Female. This we argue could have an evolutionary origin, and this perspective is strongly corroborated by cross-racial data, namely the near-non existence of male masochism among primitive races, such as Africans.

The evolutionary origin of this outlier trait in white European males may simply be the sheer neediness of the Northern female in cold harsh climates, which turned something adaptive, collecting things, exerting oneself, and at the end of the day, giving it all to her and her alone, all while protecting her at all costs, caressing and worshiping her, providing her comfort, counseling her, etc. Men who didn’t like this condition were mercilessly removed from the gene pool by Mother nature, the “pump and dump” negro just isn’t going to survive very long in the Fjords of Norway. Nature made woman, the Aryan female, so beautiful so he was intensely compelled to do this, man does not consciously do this because he knows he must pass on his genes, rather he does it instinctively, but the impulse is towards the female, not the children. A man may very well kill his own children for the love of a woman, but no mother will do this for her much weaker “love” for another man. The direction of love (affection, defined as devotion to another human being) is thus: MALE → FEMALE → FEMALE → CHILD. There is very little evidence of any reverse direction in this flow-chart, such as any real female love for men, I strongly suspect the female “love” for the male is only very superficial, perhaps less than 1% of the male love for female. I also strongly suspect there is little to no fatherly love for children, only an appreciation of their achievements to boost his own ego. Nature has designed man to be intensely infatuated with the female rather than the children, she is directed with the roles of insuring the children survive, he to insure the woman survives, this is all the nature needs, in nature nothing is done in vain. Such a needy female would not have been the case in Tropical ecologies where the “savage” or “primitive” woman, Aboriginal Australians, Papa New Guineans, Pygmies, Bushman, etc can survive on her own by collecting fruits and holding her infant on her back, the male a mere walking insemination machine. In fact, in these primitive tribes, it is the norm for the females to take the initiative in courtship, the women pester the men, they pursue the men, something we find utterly revolting in our Norse culture. But in the land of the Vikings, the frail maiden had no chance without a loyal yet strong masculine male indebted to her survival, to fend off other men, to feed her and the children, and to keep her mentally secure by consoling her in the brutal climate where death and disaster strikes with impunity. This 24-hour care is turned into a sexual predilection that generates intense arousal without even the need for any nudity and genitalia, in some fraction of men, certainly not all men, but a considerable fraction. One could hardly be surprised a not insignificant fraction of men, over 10% according to statistics on the subject, have turned such a seemingly adaptive thing into a theme of erotic arousal. As we have said already, some male masochists including myself would go as far as offering our own flesh and blood for her to use if she wanted to. But the fact remains that all male masochism is fundamentally motivated by is viewing himself a protector, worshipper, and deifier of woman, a raw source of woman’s life, his life hers, his existence her flourishing and happiness, his of no concern. We can easily prove this condition is not sexual, excessive horniness, lack of sexual development, being an “Incel”, etc, because a man can masturbate until he is sore reducing his sex drive close to zero, yet as soon as he sees a picture of an attractive woman seconds later, the first thing his brain cells tell him to do is bow and kiss her foot. He still wants to die for her, nothing can stop this craving of the male-masochist to throw his arms up in front of woman and give everything to her. Many male masochists have a certain “look” in women that intensifies greatly our desire to serve woman, this look is not always the raw Hollywood sexual beauty but a more subtle charm, purity, and certain aura to the woman, often highly dependent on his particular penchant. This “look” for me has always been the imperious and strict English “Governess”, very feminine but stern, not too neotenous a face but a still graceful face, but it can just as easily be the exquisite FAUN maiden like Fion Ruggeberg or the legion of living Goddesses I saw in the Netherlands. The feeling is greatly reduced towards women that are physically very unattractive but can remain strong but somewhat attenuated in women that most men consider generally not “hot” enough or insufficiently sultry for their tastes. Considering male masochists are predominantly upper-middle class and usually physically attractive themselves, this should not come as a surprise. Anecdotally sampling on the internet, many dominatrixes have said most of their male clients are often quite physically attractive, have well proportion and pleasant faces. The degree of submission I feel is typically proportional to their femaleness or degree of attractiveness, but a woman that has the perfect “look” may be very attractive in my mind but not in “vanilla” men. 

Male masochism cannot be “cured” or “fade” away, it cannot be suppressed, it will come right back, it is as impossible to suppress as the low-life male urge to “smash thots” as the brutes say on the “Bodybuilding forum MISC”. It is not an effortful or conscious thing, the sight of ugly, stupid immoral women in public does not kill his love for the nobler strains of the female sex, it makes no difference, it is not a delusional ideation, it is a congenital inbuilt trait one is born with. If I see a bunch of repulsive leathery-skinned women in Southern Europe dressed like whores plastered with makeup, it in no way reduces my desire to submit to a fair Germanic maiden. 

The female is what man makes hers, he designs her clothes, dress, shoes, etc, he sets the fashion, sets the trend, determines what behavior she should adopt. She is our creation. Virtually all books about woman’s nature are written by men, most if not all novels they read are written by men, their entire world is ours created to revolve around her. The female is the man’s north star which he maintains in the sky above him, what better tool for the Jew to demoralize the Aryan man then to turn her into a contemptible animal?

The “Hypergamy” Myth

“Men ought also ‘ware of marrying slave-minded women’. This point is simply set forth in the Saga of Olaf Trygwason. Earl Rognwald had a degenerate son, who returned from a Viking-cruise without bringing any plunder. This was considered a shameful disgrace by the family. Earl Rognwald remarked: “my son is not like my forefathers.” So he fitted the young man afresh, saying to him: — “I shall be pleased if you come not again; but I have little hope that you will ever be an honor to your kinsmen, for your mother’s family are all thrall born.” —Ragnar Redbeard

Since America is a nation of immigrants, namely immigrants selectively drawn from essentially one caste, the farming caste, class distinction, and class-based mating are not a big part of American life. Europeans are very class conscious, England is so class segregated that it’s almost like different races living on the Island, there is no marriage between the classes, low-class women marrying high-class men nor vice versa, as predicted by American hypergamy theory. 

“Great Britain is pre-eminently the country of extremes in racial values. No other country excels her in the production of able men, in the adequacy of their numbers, and in the genetic richness of the stocks from which they are derived. Yet Great Britain has a higher proportion of ineffective, underbred, hopelessly inferior white stocks than any other dominant nation.”

Mankind; Racial Values and the Racial Prospect, by Seth King Humphrey, 1917

American hypergamy dogma would have erased all the class differences in England in a few generations if it were true! The lack of a strict European-like caste segregation in American led to a quasi “mono-class” nation of German and Irish farmers with a small WASP elite, this may have led to the myth of “hypergamy”, which is in fact quite funny for its level of illogical mathematical absurdness. The logic of MGTOW hypergamy is so strange yet has persisted due to low IQ, like special relativity or global warming, because people simply look at things so superficially they don’t even consider its underlying logic. Because historically-to-the-present females had little if no financial resources, then by marrying men who did, they were marrying “up” and the men marrying “down”, this in a nutshell is the contorted logic of hypergamy. But it’s entirely specious because the woman’s status was simply her father’s status. It’s akin to saying men are marrying down by marrying less muscular women than themselves! But such an idea could only appeal to Americans who consider money alone to be a determinant of social class, that is richer plumbers with their own businesses are more “successful” than poor philosophers. Americans are simply too stupid to understand the value of caste breeding, something that comes instinctively and naturally to Europeans. A Dutch ship captain in his village marries another captain’s daughter, not the poor peasant’s daughter, that way he preserves and breeds the skill for generations so his sons will be skilled captains by inheriting the genes from their mother’s father. The last myth, an especially American one, is that men often marry attractive women from low social classes, buttressing their hypergamy argument, but this is wrong again, because most attractive women have high-status fathers, so there is no marrying down, even if the woman herself is “poor”.

Do Aryan Women Like Male Slaves?

Yes, many high-bred Aryan women would love to have a devoted male “slave: (more appropriately called a “servant”), masculine but utterly subservient to their every whim, high achieving in the male world, out-competing his peers, uninterested in his own pleasure but solely hers. But nonetheless, it is a tricky issue and since females have such beautifully innocent pure minds, it is the job of the inferior male to gently introduce it to the Woman.

My Gynocentric Corporate Policy

Gynocentric corporate policy would insure that all male employees are extra cordial to all of our professional female employees, especially the high-class ones with advanced degrees and high salaries, I will often deliver them coffee or tea and offer to do work for them or relieve them of stressful work if they desire, I will treat them all so well and never speak to them disrespectfully or in a rude tone to them even if they make mistakes. I will offer them longer holidays and equal if not higher pay. Women MUST BE WORSHIPPED! My wife is my Goddess, she is a Norse-Germanic Woman from an illustrious family, the highest work of the universe, I worship her, I cherish her, I do nothing but to make her happy, to make her comfortable, to make her feel safe, content, but most importantly, to give her pleasure in every conceivable way. I will die for her in an instant should I need to. Raising my voice at this majestic creature has never even entered my mind, I would curse myself until the day I die if I stooped to such a low. I insist she does not work, tire, and exert herself beyond what she desires, she is too good to lift a finger, her life is one of bliss, I work, I endure pain so she can sit in her comfortable bed with her hair covering the pillow so beautifully. I run my empire in the technological world, as all sexually submissive men do, as a psychopathic CEO in charge of a half dozen industrial ventures, I order inferior men around all day long but when I return home, I do nothing but bow in front of this masterful Goddess, in her presence, I am reduced to an object, this powerful WOMAN who is my only boss, my only leader, she is my master and I obey her every command with delight, I will move mountains for her or jump into the flames should she command me to do so. To worship, to please a Woman, is an art. When my wife arrives home, she is tired and wants a man on his knees to hold her hand in his palm and softly kiss it as if it were a sacred object, I grasp it and passionately yet gently kiss it like porcelain, her hand is a sacred object as every square millimeter of her body is. I then proceed to take off her coat and shoes and peel off her socks so she can lay comfortably on her sofa barefoot while I hurry to deliver her pre-made meal. Nothing is more rewarding than pleasing a woman, putting a smile on her face, watching her face light up with ecstasy, to witness her giggle, laugh, and sigh with happiness, it is a such wonder, I know of nothing more beautiful than to watch my actions contributed to a Woman’s pleasure. I want the Woman to sit down and enjoy herself as she relaxes I bring her a cold drink, a snack for her to nibble on, and give her a foot massage if she enjoys it. I take off her shoes, take off her coat, I can think of nothing more gratifying than making her happy, all my work in the professional world pales in comparison to pleasing her, in fact, the only reason I do any of this work to be a captain of industry is to provide her with the things that she needs to feel beautiful, elegant, comfortable, and most importantly, satisfied, in every possible way. If she wants to visit a resort somewhere in Switzerland because she happens to like something about the restaurant there, then the next day I am off with her to spend the weekend there, for her to wait even a day is criminal, she must be INSTANTLY gratified. I will give anything I had going that day, however important, and delegate the task to someone else while I accompany her during her trip to insure she is not lonely and can fully enjoy the experience with her man at her feet. IMPERATRIX, @MadamRoseThorn, a brilliant woman who advocates total female dominion over men, says: “Women just want to be met at the door after a long day of pleasure, with a man on his knees ready to serve her every need.”

I work solely to be respected by superior Woman, everything I do is to earn Her approval, to please her, and impress her, my greatest fear is to be scorned by a Woman, to have her flick me away for being a failure, that strikes such a deep fear in me that I am lost for words, it stronger than the fear of death, it is worst than death to be rejected by the female sex and tossed away, I must do everything in my human powers to meet their expectations. I will stay up all night until I am exhausted toiling in whatever endeavor to dominate other men, to outcompete and outthink other men so I can buy her nicer shoes or bags than other men can. The entire world revolves around males competing to impress women, some men are born to be paired up with an ordinary low-bred female and have no drive to compete, but the elite males work tirelessly to access the highest quality female through grueling work. I am so terrified of displeasing a Woman that I will constantly ask myself, “What I am doing to insure I do not displease her”.

Normie Males, “Women Should Be in the Kitchen”, and the Relative Rarity of Male Masochists

Male masochists are not rare but not common either, no one really knows how many there are because polls are notoriously inaccurate. I would suspect there are fewer than we think and there are some “fake” masochists that are simply sexual perverts and want to lust at the breasts of a dominatrix. A real male masochist wants nothing but to be the total slave of a Woman, not merely to see her leather clad body in front of him. But regardless of how rare male masochists are, what we can say is that vanilla males are really really lame, it’s hard for me not to simply detest them, although I appreciate their racial value, they are the middle-working, and lower class, very essential to a functioning Aryan society, but the least bit exciting. My brother is a vanilla male, he’s fine as far as basic intelligence and industriousness goes, he is a very typical “above average” Teuton, but for the love of God, he is so boring, I dread the poor woman that will have to endure such boredom in her life being married to him. I suppose there is no shortage of boring simple minded Aryan women for him, but I still find it cruel to inflict such maidens to drip-males. A man must stimulate his Woman, enliven her, enlighten her, make her into something greater than herself, this, only the male masochist can do. But the vanilla’s greatest indictment is they are not thinking men, they do not ponder, they do not ask whether there is an aether or whether quantum physics is true or not, they simply follow as they grunt. They have not a boom on their shelves or as PDFs on their Windows 10 file explorer. The reason I am so passionate about Female supremacy is that it is an insult to self-esteem of the low-bred vanilla males, they hate it, they see pictures of these high-heeled dominatrixes and they recoil, I take a certain sadistic pleasure in putting them down like this. The high-bred Aristocratic male, the ones designed for the Medieval Knighthood order, are proud men with a powerful sense of self, unlike their contemplable low-bred peers, they need not put women down to make themselves feel good. The vanilla forklift driver must put women down to boost his pathetic self-esteem. These cannon-fodder males are necessary to man our armies, factories, and societies, but why cater to their low-brow desires? Why should Aristocratic inventor-philosophers like me be brought down to their lows?

The Dominatrix: Prostitutes for Geniuses

The Dominatrix dwells only in the minds of powerful male brains, the upper-crust of the gene pool, and it’s not just because they’re expensive, sheesh plenty of plumbers can afford $200 for an hour of fun once a month, no, it’s brains, the middle and working-class folk just like pussy and ass, the negro-teir sex.

Vanilla “normieness” is just so incredibly boring, for the love of God, we’re on this earth for a terribly short time, make it exciting! Racial equality, No! Tall Nordic Women who treat their husbands like slaves in their modern houses is what I want! How boring is it to “overpower” a Woman, how boring is it to grab her and kiss her, how banal, how common, how threadbare, how humdrum? Exceptionality should be emphasized, we pursue the exceptional, the rare, not the common and trivial. Every negro male born in the history of this Orb was a female-choking and raping bipedal man-ape, while the castle-dwelling Knight-philosopher was a kneeling servant of his Lady, what do you prefer? Certainly, if male masochism was evenly distributed among the population, if it was the fat truckers who visited the dominatrix, then fine, we wouldn’t be ranting and raving about its virtues, but it’s not and everybody knows that.

“Working-class users of prostitutes purchase mainly fellatio and normal intercourse, whereas upper-class clients frequently request to be sexually dominated.” Masochism as Escape from Self, by Roy F. Baumeister

“The pro-dommes interviewed for this study indicated that the typical client is a white male in his forties who works in a relatively high-status occupation.” Dominatrix Gender, Eroticism, and Control in the Dungeon By Danielle J. Lindemann, 2012

“When asked, pro-dommes replied that the most commonly seen clients were businessmen, academics, lawyers, policemen, men in the medical industry, and men in the financial sector. In San Francisco, this also included men in the computer industry. On both coasts, dommes’ descriptions of their clients tended to cluster around the same handful of core occupations, as the following descriptions attest: whip therapy. The majority of my clients are executives. Not to say that there’s not an office manager or a factory worker in there. But most of the time, it’s usually suits and ties. You know, and they’re scheduling me in between meetings and stuff like that. I would say in my case they’re mostly executives. Upper management or whatever. It’s all about the older, white businessman. Because the thing is, I’m a luxury item. Poor people can’t afford to come and see me. But yeah, that’s usually it. Rich, white guys. I live in Silicon Valley, where there’s all the computer industry—Palo Alto, down there. So all computer geeks. And, before that, it was people who became computer geeks. University teachers—I have a few clients that are university teachers, actually… Doctors, very few blue-collar workers. I see the CEOs. I see— God forbid any one of them sue me, considering how many police officers, lawyers, and judges I see. I would say most of my clients are lawyers. I see some people who are in finance. I have a couple of people who are random things, like a sommelier. I see some people who are academics. I see some people who write in some capacity. Most of my clients—I think, they’re all college graduates. Most of them have some kind of postgraduate education.”

“We have one client where one of his favorite things to do is have the girl guess what his job is,” one woman told me, “and he is a professor of computer science. It’s very funny, because if you call him at the number he gives, it says University of ——. So you say, ‘You’re a professor!’ And he goes, ‘Of what?!’”

“Every pro-domme interviewed for this study said that she has mostly white clients. New York pro-dommes, however, were more likely than San Francisco pro-dommes to indicate that they have seen men of color, including Indian men, Latinos, and black men. One Bay Area woman, who had been in the industry since the 1980s, told me that she had only ever seen one Hispanic client and two black men. Another Bay Area domme, who had been in the business for four years, recalled, “I have only had Caucasian men as clients. Yet, when I walk down the street, I am hit on by older black men. But I can’t get them to come in and let me beat them, for some reason.”

Lol, this is so funny, it’s like “what could it be” haha, it’s not simply “white”, the Japanese are not “White” but they love dominatrices, it’s because it’s cold climate high IQ stuff! In cold harsh climates, fragile needy females, the little Japanese lady, needed her husband to stick around, keep her safe, and feed her crying infants, after a few millennia of such conditions, you breed a race of outwardly masculine but internally submissive men. It’s very common in Japan for wives to doll out an “allowance” to their husbands, it’s called “Kozukai”. The light-skinned industrious Japanese, which we like here unlike the icky dark races, have a simply prodigious amount of female domination adult content, it is huge, massive, probably the biggest anywhere outside of Northern Europe, I think Germany has the most in Europe, and certainly the Netherlands is a dominatrix capital.

“This view is supported also by the remarkable fact that, above all, lawyers, leading State officials, and judges, constitute a disproportionately large contingent of masochists that is to say, persons whose professional life gives them a certain unusual exercise of power, and whose profession imposes on them a strict official demeanor. Precisely these conditions, perhaps, arouse masochistic tendencies to activity, as a kind of liberation from conventional pressure and the professional mask.”

Iwan Bloch, The Sexual Life of Our Time in Its Relation to Modern Civilization

“It would be quite erroneous to assume that in the case of these masochistic ” slaves,” whose human worth has been lowered to the depths, who seem completely to discard their humanity and to sink below the level of animals, that we always have to do with effeminate, degenerated weaklings. No; much more frequently they are healthy, powerful men, of an imposing appearance and distinguished demeanor, who find pleasure in playing such tragic rôles, and who obviously obtain sexual gratification by this complete reversal of their nature. The ” slave ” just described was ” by nature tall and stately. His features were energetic and sympathetic, and he had a large beard. His eyes were clear and bright. In actions and appearance, he was a thoroughly masculine being.” In Berlin there exist masochists in high official positions, in appearance and in profession true manly natures “supermen “-who only become ” slaves ” in relation to their ” mistresses.” According to Sacher-Masoch, Germans and Russians especially are inclined to masochism; but, as a matter of fact, this tendency is also widely diffused in France and England.”

Iwan Bloch, The Sexual Life of Our Time in Its Relation to Modern Civilization

It is very true that there are innumerable old generals, admirals, colonels, and captains, as well as bishops, judges, barristers, lords, commoners, and physicians, who periodically go to be whipped, merely because it warms their blood, and keeps up a little agreeable excitement in their systems long after the power of enjoying the opposite sex has failed them

Index Librorum Prohibitorum Being Notes Bio- Biblio- Icono-graphical and Critical, on Curious and Uncommon Books By Henry Spencer Ashbee, 1877

Below are some descriptions by females I found on the internet on the high quality nature of male submissive.

“This has been my experience as well. All the men who contact me, and the ones I’ve actually met, are incredibly handsome, smart, well-spoken, and generally a lot of fun and very respectful, I love self-identified submissive men!”

“This is going to sound so silly but I recently had to end an online domming relationship with my three slaves. I am just super busy IRL and so I wasn’t able to give them the attention they needed and it was draining me. “What I noticed was the quality of men that responded was amazing. I’m talking polite, fit, genuine, intelligent, well spoken. I was blown away and they were pretty chill to let me do whatever with them. I always had this thought in the back of my head, “why aren’t you taken up with someone closer?” All of them agreed that if they found someone in their area they got along with they would be with them. The only thing I can think about maybe female Dominants are really hard to find. These guys were 10/10. I can only imagine that they had ladies drooling over them all the time. As a male submissive, is it hard to find a dominant female?”

Male masochism is not about male pleasure, the superior female must not cater to the man’s fetishes, she must demand worship and total servitude. It is not the job of the Woman to his personal home dominatrix, to dress in leather and whip him all the time, no her job is to be served 24/7 without lifting a finger, she has no obligation, in fact she is obligated to not cater to his desires.

Sardax is a a testament to the endurance of English genius, he produces simply exquisite drawings of the most beautiful and feminine maidens, they are much more classically Teutonic in their dress and appearance, often with beautiful gloves, slenderer than the modern Gynarcy scene with its coarse verging on butchy apparel. Sardax always portrays his Maidens as treating their male slaves as utterly contemptible dogs, flicking them as the flies they are with their slender fingers, as they lie lazily awaiting their service, always possessing a mocking smirk, half scornful, half sexual, these Women will drive the male masochist crazy. Sardax has made the life of the young male masochist for the better, his art far more valuable than my silly writings, who are ultimately political, more important in the real world than his, his more important in the world of imagination. Without him, my teenage life would have been a lot darker, I can’t remember when I discovered him, but it must not much later than age 16. I was always a very depressive and dark person, female domination played a big part of my life aside from technology and engineering, which occupied probably 80%, but that 20% was crucial. I never liked Eric Stanton, leaving Sardax as the only true Gynocracy artist. Sardax does make art that isn’t always meeting my strict standards, in typical artistic pluralism, he has made the choice of painting overweight women and many non-Europeans which I don’t really like, but I shall refrain from criticizing a person of such immense talent. I have a right to believe in Aryan-centric female domination, he for a more politically correct version, “inclusive” female supremacy. I have no right to take this right away from him, it is his art. Sardax paints the most exquisite feminine English ladies that make me go crazy, these innocent looking maidens must be given a flagellation cane and send me to tears for daring to look at them!

Nudity is strictly forbidden according to the doctrine of female supremacy. A recurring theme in female domination circles is that female nudity is indeed a rare thing, a shock to the vanilla normies. The reason is simple, male masochism detests the idea of the woman’s private parts being available for him to lust after, the reverse is typically the case, where the woman can fawn over his private parts while she is clad in her beautiful dress. 

Are Men Into Female Supremacy More Right-Wing or Left-Wing?

This is an excellent question and should be investigated. My hunch is they would tend to be slightly more right-wing than average, although likely outwardly so since most have white collar jobs and must maintain the aura of “inclusivity”. The reason being that they are typically very masculine, assertive, aggressive males, but paired with very high intelligence, so they are less likely to be brainwashed by silly Jewish propaganda about cuddly world equality, you know, Muslims being equal to Danes given the right “environment”. An additional powerful factor that militates in favor of right-wing is that they are often technical, they outcompete other men, the vanilla males pale in comparison to the towering male masochist, this affords him greater intellect to understand human nature. Since leftism is effectively a conceited revolt against human nature, in fact of all of nature itself, a more intelligent, aggressive male, who appreciates the animalistic essence of Woman, is more likely to embrace the natural order. On the other hand, one could argue that interest in female domination is high among “artsy” types, who are urban, and sophisticated, but often capable of frightening levels of self-delusion, the musician, café vagabond type. Such “left-wing” male masochists would be drawn to feminism, equality, etc, but this is really an indictment of their intellect. I fit into the right-wing mechanical engineer category, highly orderly and rigid, with artistic ability that’s essentially blueprint drawing, I always drew engines, machines and aircraft as a child, never landscapes, so this makes me an engineer masochist as opposed to a liberal arts masochist. Since male masochist desire to worship the Woman and obey her every whim, they are perhaps at risk of being converted to her more feminine political views (that is left wing, tainted by motherly nurture), although I fail to see how women who want to enslave her husbands and reduce them to practically sub-human status can be classified as “egalitarian”, male masochism is the exact antonym of egalitarianism, it’s DOMINATION and SUBMISSION. Leopold himself was sympathetic to Jews, would he have believed all the races are equal if he lived today? But from a purely objective point of view, the fact remains that modern-day “femdom”, however barbarized by negress dominatrices, is basically just an extension of the Medieval courtly order, the chivalry of the Knights. Since this occurred ONLY in Europe, we can conclude that the modern-day incarnation of this Knight is far more receptive to reason and logic in favor of racial solidarity and the natural order than the Joe Rogan watching vanilla make with a 110 IQ.

The Need to Suppress Female kindness the way we Suppress Male Violence

Gynocentrism is not some homosexual emasculated soyboy fantasy about universal brotherhood, world peace, and being “kind” to those that don’t deserve it. Believers in female supremacy, almost exclusively masculine males, do not want such a ridiculous thing. Gynocentrism simply seeks to make our existing societies more Female friendly, orientated towards the feminine, more tailored towards their needs, interests, and satisfaction. “World peace”, “make love not war”, “tolerance”, “kindness”, are all empty trite platitudes that everyone knows are false, impossible, and destructive. The world has nearly two hundred countries, a dozen different races, four religions, an array of political ideologies, more bizarre cultures than we can count, 12,000 nuclear warheads, millions of tanks, and billions of firearms, this will not change for the next thousand years. One of the immediate criticisms any proposal for giving women more power receives is that it will inevitably fail because women are too tolerant, forgiving, and accepting to be entrusted with anything but domestic duties. This is the typical right-wing vanilla male view, but how can we be sure this is true? Most vanilla males know only meek vanilla women, 100 IQ “Stacies”, but high IQ males are exposed to a superior crop of women with better Lithuania and Estonia have female primer ministers, are they naive enough to assume they can dismantle their armed forces and support universal brotherhood and unilateral disarmament? Have these two middle-aged blonde Baltic women been any more kind and more accepting of Russia than any man would have? These female politicians have not opened their borders to fleeing Russian men escaping the draft or argued that war is “mean” and that we should fight with flowers instead. Quite the contrary, they seem perfectly astute about the perils of the world and the need to defend themselves against foreign aggressors. People will point to Angela Merkel, perhaps the worst German prime minister ever, for allowing a million Middle Eastern refugees in foolish motherly sympathy, yet Angela Merkel is hardly a real Woman, but a resentful butch and likely lesbian who probably secretly loathes real feminine German women which is why she unloaded these Levantine rapists onto their soil. So while it is true that women, on average, are more tolerant of aggressors, lenient towards crime, accepting of immigration, etc, this can be successfully suppressed in more intelligent women who can better control their feminine emotions and urges in the same way more intelligent men control their violent impulse. We no longer have duals, brawls, and shootouts, we control male violence, aggression, and cretinism with societal mechanisms such as police and law enforcement. The same approach must be taken to deal with the unfortunate excess of nurturing proclivities in the Female sex which can be destructive if extended towards anyone or anything but her own children. We must train and encourage women to be colder, less empathetic, and generally more masculine intellectually. Ancient Germanic tribes brought their women with them during battle, they expect them to be composed and handle the stress. One must remember that until not long ago, our safe blissful modern life was one of constant strife, death, war and chaos, women handled it just fine. Women are certainly better at dealing with suffering and death in a hospital as Nurses than men are. The modern Woman can and should be made more emotionally masculine, it is perfectly feasible to do this, while we cannot change nature, hormones, and our brain structure, we can encourage and discourage certain behaviors, making men less violent and women more assertive and dominant yet still feminine. A hundred years ago, most men would never have believed women could drive cars, fly airplanes, operate computers, or be executives. While Females are ideally equipped to be soldiers, mechanical engineers, and Naval ship captains, there is little they cannot do in modern industrial society. Political leadership and many management jobs are actually ideally suited for Women, who are more agreeable, understanding, cooperative, and socially skilled. It should be emphasized if it hasn’t already that women can be very vicious, competitive, and cruel, this thrilling part of them, what makes vanilla males white with fear, can be unleashed and drawn out to quell their silly mothering instincts and prevent female politicians from making stupid decisions like abolishing nuclear weapons or allowing violent immigrants in.

If Only the Aryan Woman Was More of a Selfish Animal

I only wish the woman of the Aryan race is as cold, noble, and choosing of strong, and fit as Ragnar Redbeard insisted. Women are not responsible for any of our problems, the Judeo-Christian legacy of Aryan man is, but the Women of the Aryan race proves more easily stripped of her natural instincts than man, more easily confused the inferior is superior, the losers the winners, and the winners the losers, than man. In a world where the example of Aryan men is the norm, she is guided in the right direction and chooses what is strong and healthy. But in polluted world of Jude where everything is contorted and inverted, instead, she pities the weak and abysmal races of the south and often scorns the strong Aryan man trying to defend her, the Jew weaponizing her mothering instinct to convince her to donate her breast milk to the squealing African child, to volunteer for charity to build a house to give birth to another negro rapist that they can import into her country of birth. Aryan woman is beautiful and noble when under our command, but ignorant and bemused under the spell of the Jew which she cannot free herself from without the Male. I would like to see the Aryan woman be a ruthless creature, I absolutely adore the idea of a killer woman, to kill to protect what she loves in a maternal way, who can suppress her maternal instinct to destroy the inferior, but it remains a dream. Nothing could be more beautiful than to see an Aryan woman scorn and spit on the inferior, the inferior weak men and cowards, the surfer bum and marijuana smoker, but instead, she is enchanted by them and scorns the “weird” “Nazi”, the outsider and misfit of modernity, trying to save her pristine world from destruction. The ordinary Aryan woman is swept off her feet by a gym numskull who listens to Joe Rogan instead of a wise intellectual living as a dissident in his country.

Male masochism is the trait of the elite warrior, the Aristocratic superhuman, selfless and true to his heart, a truly majestic being, he has a deep love for a woman and his people and will never let her down and he hates all that is inferior, all that is gross and vile in this world and he is ready to viciously slay it. These men exist in substantial numbers, they are rare as a share of the population but appear automatically, nature designing them to be leaders, but they are shackled down to the Jewish system. I don’t know where I got this but it was something that had always affected me. Along with this, I always reserved intense anger at the abuse of women, for example, I had seen a video of a disgusting subhuman shoving a white woman into a train. Upon watching it I became extremely incensed.

My Dream of the Natural Germanic Dominatrix

The ideal woman. I dislike too much artificiality, I do not really like leather, latex, or any other excessively sexual clothing, these are not in any way tied to dominant women, it is purely psychical, not physical. She need not have boots, heels, or any other highly sexual clothing, only her natural outfit, whatever she likes. Below is a description of the ideal female in my brain. Northern European but not Slavic, they are too submissive, well built and virile, not too short, not masculine but not a doll either, a firm and strong Woman, physically attractive but not “hot” in a excessively sexual way, not too innocent looking either, a commanding stare and a forceful appearance, but yet still feminine, masculine in her demeanor but feminine in her appearnce. She is somewhat physically strong, not skinny, gaunt or frail like models have become in Judaized fashion, but certainly not muscular either, still curved and womanly. This Lioness walks into the room and signals me with her finger, she is signaling for me to come over and kneel down before her. I rush over to her and get on my knees and cock my head up, she is towering over me with her head bent over looking straight at me with a frightening stare, she leans down, her hair suspending and brushing against my face and eyes, I open my mouth hoping to feel a few of her beautiful golden hairs dangle into my mouth. She then takes her hands and places them squarely on my face keeping my head turned up, she then moves my head back and forth and plays with it forcefully like a toy, grabbing my hair, pulling and yanking on it. She then removes her hands and slaps me back and forth until I’m red, she then drops my head and slams me back, and laughs loudly covering her mouth in embarrassment, she laughs for 30 seconds kneeling over in amusement in typically womanly elegance!. She then walks briskly to her room and closes her door, she has had enough!. I stand on my knees recollecting the experience, just a few seconds ago, the images are burned in my brain like a CD disc, the sensation is majestic, heavenly, paradise on earth, I have just been reduced to the plaything of this woman, a powerfully feminine Germanic woman, with piercing intellect, womanly beauty and charm, but the morality of a correctional officer. I pinch myself to see whether it is a dream, I realize it is real, I am alive on this earth experiencing such delight, I thank God for the gift of this moment, I dread the fact it will then disappear returning to memory, just images floating in my head, no different than the fantasies started all of this. I wait an hour until she calls me into her room. I get up hurriedly and open the door, she is there lying in bed looking at me. I enter the room and stand up straight with my hands behind my back, she slowly gets out of bed and walks over to me. She walks past me, I don’t turn my head keeping it straight and composed, like a soldier being inspected by a commander. I hear her opening a drawer, she is fumbling for something, then I suddenly feel her hand touching my neck, I then feel the rub of her whip as she grips it between her fingers and slides it against my neck, she is standing behind me, her head right behind mine, her two hands drooped over my chest the whip visible beneath my nose, she then whispers into my ear, “Your lioness is hungry, let her roar!”, my heart races, I quiver and tremble, sweating in my palms until they are slippery. I reply “feast yourself my beloved lioness, all that you can enjoy, all that you can hunt!”. She then slips her hand off my shoulders and walks back to her bed, she stops and stands up straight brushing her hair back with her hand (there is something about a woman gently pulling her hair back like this with her hand so elegantly, they do it all the time and it’s so beautiful! I can’t describe it, but when they do it I start to feel funny!), the whip in her right hand dragging across the floor. She is dressed in her nightgown barefoot, she instructs me to remove my shirt, I hurriedly comply and throw it on the floor. I have nothing left but my pants, I am certainly not allowed to be naked in her presence. She then stands there staring at me, her eyes fixed almost like lasers burning out my retina, I keep mine fixed on hers, I begin to enter a trance, minutes go by but what feels like hours, as I begin to dream I am suddenly awoken by a sonic boom, her arm lunged into action like a firing pin, almost instantaneously as her whip moves across the room cutting through the air lashing against my bare chest leaving a thundering crack. Her strength is intimidating, these small womanly arms are deceiving, she can move this heavy whip like a machine, she moves it across the room with thundering force. I clench my teeth to avoid crying, grinding them together, the pain is excruciating but I do not want to disappoint her, she hates it when I scream, it is a sign I cannot take her pain, I must swallow it like food, it is precious food and I must eat all of what gives me and not waste an ounce. I tried my best to keep my vocal cords from erupting and hollowing out a scream, I cough and regain my composure and shake myself to strengthen myself for the next blow which I can never anticipate. My lioness works only in stealth mode, she conceals her next move, she always fools me, always taking me by surprise, she can never be anticipated. She takes big pauses between her lashes, regaining her strength and sending me back into a reverie, just as I am almost unconscious from her unnerving stare, my ears out-pace my pain receptors as I hear the crack of the whip in the air a split second before my nerves send wrenching pain into my brain, stinging cold and hot at the same time, so intense I lose all sensation itself, but I laugh at it and smile, tears flowing down my cheeks as I watch her laugh arrogantly at me. When she is finally finished satiating her lioness instincts, she walks over towards me and gives me a soft kiss, placing her hand on the side of my head and stroking my hair, she then pulls my head down and kisses me again until she drops me to the floor until my head is at her waist, I almost faint at the euphoria it induces, it cannot be real, God is real and it is superior Woman dominating me!. I have never had coitus with this woman, and she will never allow it, my pleasure is purely mental, my intense imagination, my powerful mind needs more than friction for pleasure, it needs intense stimulation and she provides it with her thrilling and beautiful cruelty, my lioness! When she is finished kissing me she lets go of me and lets me slide down onto the floor, I lose all strength, collapsing down on my chest, my head resting on her foot, I place my hands on her ankle and kiss her foot, she quickly gets frustrated and thrusts her foot to one side kicking me in the face, she proceeds to shoo me away and not see her again for an hour, she wants to be left alone.

The Masterful Superiority of Woman

The way she walks, her body movements, her gait, her posture, when she sits down on a chair, a bench, she does it all so beautifully, perfectly, flawlessly, exquisitely, every movement as if calculated to the exact inch and second, all her movements, large and small, fast or slow, always graceful and elegant, coordinated, her most subtle movements are a delight for the eye, her hand softly pulling her hair back behind her beautiful ear, can she do anything that is not beautiful the Maiden? Even when she eats it is beautiful, the man, ever the brute, a foul sight. But for the the maiden, how pleasant to watch her gently satiate her stomach, never gluttonous, always modest. She has a strong sense of shame, she has a command of herself, she is proud and does not lower herself to the level of animal, as Heinrich Agrippa said, her inherit nobility forbids her from showing her most intimate body parts to a lustful male, she slaps him, the wretched soul that he is, she runs away, furious and incensed at the occurrence, she has been violated, something she detests more than anything.

The instinct for self-preservation can almost always overpower this sexual desire but in some rare cases, it hasn’t with the man begging for the woman to finish him off. Nothing excites the male masochist more than the feminine body standing in front of him, sensuality stoking her whip and sending him a flurry of lashes, her facial expressions cocky and indifferent, sexual but inviting, laughing loudly with sadistic excitement. But were these lashes not to send the man into a euphoric rush, he would surely subdue the woman as any normal man would, or behave no differently than if that whip her not in the pretty gracile hands of a woman, but in the hands of a male corrections officer! What horror, to be whipped by another man, no! I will whip him, I will kill him instead! It is no different than a simple-minded man who just seeks coitus or to fondle a pair of breasts.

The Mermaid Nature of Female

Woman the slithery serpent, she is slender, she slides and glissades in her flowing clothing, her robe, dress, furs, always graceful and never coarse, she is naturally smooth and calm, her long hair beautifully clad to her form following her slender and smooth curves, she is like a mermaid, the incarnation of a mysterious stealthy spirit in the physical world, a womanly serpent, nothing she does is ugly, every move of her body makes a man’s heart pound, she is one striking creature, you will certainly not forget her!. She prefers to lie down in her lithesome feline form than to stand, to lay rather than exert, she is stealthy and under the covers, she crawls from her bed, the natural home, the natural habitat of this glorious animal is the queen’s bed where man delivers her every need. She lies on this bed as man comes to her, she pulls off the blanket and slides over towards him. He begins by kneeling at the foot of her bed, his head starring at the floor or her foot, holding up a gift he has labored for day and night with only her image in his mind, what kept him grueling, his fuel, his blood spilled, his wounds healed, and sweat wiped from his brow, yielded this gift for Goddess. There he waits for her to ferociously grab what he plucked for her, his heart pounding with the anticipation of her satisfaction, the only thing that he is designed for, man is an extension of the female sensory organ, an auxiliary nerve center. As he sits there on his knees begging her to notice him, he can only dream his daily catch lives up to her sky-high standards, if he is lucky, he gets some condescending praise, a pat on the head, she strokes his hair, perhaps his cheeks with her white gracile hands. If the man has been blessed by God with extra-worldly privilege, her colorful lips will make contact with his, the poor man falling to the floor from the shear shock of such an occurrence, to be kissed by the GODDESS of divine supreme sublimity. If he is terribly unlucky, he has earned the wrath of the most vicious creature nature has created, the woman who might have placed her lips on his mouth and her two silvery white hands on the sides of his head making his heart burst into his mouth, practically choking and passing out from the delight, has turned into his worst nightmare, what may have been a memory burned in his head till death is his untimely departure from the earth by a displeased WOMAN! God has cursed the poor soul, worse than the bowels of hell, the chains of slavery, the stab of a sword or a piece of a bullet, the feline woman will not flinch as she hurls him away never to be allowed in her site again, but if he has dared to let her down, her blood is so incensed and boils and she thinks of nothing but his destruction, she will surely devour him, she hates herself for allowing such a worthless man in her presence and cleanses her head of his memory, she will erase is existence from the earth, every last trace. Frightening and yet charming, she is cold-blooded, sly, callous, evil but more beautifully so, so is treacherous and loves no one but herself, she loves her beauty and the terror she strikes in the heart of men, she satiates herself on their tears and trembles as they walk in front of her. Her strength, nonexistent, her stature, unimposing, her weakness is her virtue, made my nature to be served and not to lift a finger for man, but enough to make the bravest strongest man of iron souls tremble in front of her, lose all semblance of composure, they will melt in front of her, she will eat them alive, she is acid that dissolves all that comes within her path, her eyes like lasers that vaporize anything foolish enough to place themselves within her crosshairs! Unless you are absolutely certain this the GODDESS is going to be happy with your offerings, you better not bother her!

Her name Freyja, after the Germanic/Norse Goddess of fertility, the name means “Lady, Woman, or Mistress” in Old Norse. She is a master woman from a master race, the word imperfection loses meaning when uttered with her in mind, no one can be quite sure whether she is human or a deity. Her silky white skin is almost like a mirror, her hair, golden as Cicero remarked of the Norse tribes, her eyes are blue like the north sea, her nose is long and slender of typical Nordic appearance. She is not voluptuously beautiful, nor is she plain, she has an elegant and intelligence face, intensely captivating, she is pretty enough to stare down any passer bye with fright. Her lips are a glowing orange almost radiating fluorescently, they grow more orange when she is passionate, her golden hair covers the bed like moss, it wraps and curls around her pillow, her silky white nightgown conceals her. She is of pure Swedish ancestry, descended from nobility, a high-bred woman that knows nothing of failure and disappointment, such an idea is foreign to her conception. Her life has been almost entirely pain-free, pain for her is discomfort, a room slightly too cold, a footstool not soft enough, an improperly made bed, or a badly cooked meal. She is childless, a maiden in her early 30s, too undecided to settle on a mate. Freyja is a woman that only a cretin would incense for no one has survived her wrath, but when loved she can melt anything with her voice and soft touch, she can tame a lion with the flick of a finger, she is one of the few women on this earth that loves everything that makes her tingle and dopamine rush. She is not cruel only demanding, a man that can please her and unlock her code is sure to be her companion for life.

Freyja lives in a vast mansion in the land of the Aurora Borealis, where rain and wind pound all night long, lightning and thunder make nature felt even in the basement, nature’s ferocity makes itself felt, but man in his love for woman has created a den of paradise where she lives free of the ravages of nature, protected from the elements. Man toils to build for her the most comfortable and luxurious living arrangements his mind can devise, his masterful engineering brain devises brilliant solutions to curb the harshness of nature to make his maidens happy! 

Inside the shelter that man has built, she slithers in her bed, her head buried in her pillow, her hair covering her face like an umbrella, her body kept warm by the blankets she is suspended in. There is an exquisite beauty to this natural condition, man’s constructs, his mind, and muscles go into producing something that woman can sleep peacefully in without a worry, knowing he is there for her, to fend off invaders and the elements. At a moment’s notice, he is up and rushes to the door listening to the howls of mother nature as he hears a potential introducer, he is ready to kill anything that menaces his woman. 

Freyja is lying on her back on her soft bed stretching across half the room, her legs bent with knees in the air, she has on her beautiful stockings, her silk white arms stretch across the bed to each side, her tendon and veins distinctly visible from the shadows forming from the angle of the light, her arms and slim and without strength. Her blanket, heavy and thick, was thrown off the bed onto the floor in a rather hurried manner, she had become too hot and threw it in a fit as she woke up late in the night after a bad dream. She lies on the bed as it rains outside in a well-heated room in the vast mansion, she is tense but tired, she is frustrated and craving entertainment and company, she hates solitude, she requires constant male attention of the most loving kind or she sinks into depression. Her forehead is speckled with droplets of sweat that she wipes off with her sleeve, she is growing anxious and fretful, the room is not terribly warm but her angst is generating heat that is bothering her, her eyes dart back and forth in their sockets. Her two hands are incessantly gnawing on the fabric, her fingers pulling and squeezing it like a plaything, her nails slightly long but very sharp, the color of almond piercing into the fabric as she rips small holes into it, her nervousness was showing. She is tired but fidgety, she is constantly moving her body ever so slightly, she cannot find a position comfortable for more than a few seconds, she has no intentions of getting up, she is hot and tired but agitated, she detests moving but is too thirsty and hungry, but she worries not, her mind takes no time to realize this is what man was put on the earth for. In this mood, tired, hot, and hungry, Freyja is especially fussy, only a perfectionist can please her. As she pulls her feet slightly against the bed sheets, rocks her knees back and forth, and strokes her hand against the sheets she is still squeezing the life out of, she calls out in her soft but imposing voice for her favorite servant. Her servant is named Christophe and makes no delusions of the need to be timely upon his arrival. He has been personally selected after months of searching for a new servant after the last one proved lustful and immoral. Freyja was subjected to a wicked act by a male of poor moral character and decided from then on to select only the most moral. After a mere minute, the doors open and he arrives, standing tall with his hands behind his back in a suit, he begins by saying firmly, “My dear Goddess Freyja, you called me, I am at your disposal until morning”. Freyja replies gratingly, “I am hungry and thirsty, see to it that you make these unpleasant feelings go away right away, I hate it when my body hurts”. He replied eagerly as fast as his vocal cords could catch up with his nerve signals, “My dear Goddess Freyja, my highest responsibility is your comfort and felicity, I beg to know what your salivating mouth craves this evening for food and drink?

But poor Christophe had not yet realized he had made a simple mistake, Freyja had already instructed him via her assistants that she is never to be asked what she wants directly and rather that her servant asks her cook, she dislikes having to give out lengthy instructions so has given the orders to her cook who knows exactly what she craves at a particular time of day or night. She is noticeably bothered by the incident, she knows he is forgetful, but controls herself because she likes his obsequiousness. Frejya growls back at him, “You’re too smart to fail to gauge the look on my face to not know what my stomach craves, but hurry because if you don’t fill it soon then your work will be that much more difficult”. Christophe immediately realizes his mistake and profusely apologizes, “My dear Goddess Freyja, my sincere apology to the bottom of my heart, I had innocently forgotten I must consult my superior first in the kitchen, you must forgive my absent-minded nature, I will see to it I never repeat mistake in your presence my dearest and most majestic Goddess Freyja”. Frejya is not a terribly complex woman, she may appear imperious and stern, but she is easily figured out, she luxuriates in his servility, she does it deliberately, a bit sadistically, to engineer an even more apologetic and simpering servant. It is not clear if it possible for her servant to be any more humble and devoted but if she keeps pushing him, she will surely find the limit. She replies, “Christophe, I know you are sincere, but your stupid mistake, unavoidable by your absent-minded nature, forced my stomach to growl for a few more minutes than it needed to and my mouth to grow dryer from lack of drink, so do hurry in making your Goddess Freyja less thirsty and hungry. I detest it when I am thirsty and hungry at the same time, my mouth is both salivating from the thought of food but also dry from the lack of liquid, you have encountered a very unhappy woman at this time and that you know is a very dangerous thing”. Her replied knowing this was the thing he was going to say and keep it brief, he almost considered not calling her by her full name to save time, weighing the advantage of keeping it quick and incensing her by skipping her formal name, but he luckily caught himself quickly and made the right decision, “My dearest Goddess Freyja, you will not wait more than ten minutes until cold drink is flowing down your throat and tasty meat”. Before he had even finished uttering these words he had turned for the door, pulled the heavy wooden door shut, and hurried downstairs. He arrived in the kitchen which was kept open all night long in case Freyja craved a snack during the night, she often had sleepless nights worrying about finding a suitable partner so the family needed to keep her fed because she hated going to sleep hungry. Freyja was not fat but not skinny either, she had a healthy weight and a slender but not emaciated body. The cook knew exactly what she wanted, bubbly apple juice with an array of sweat Nordic pastry, this was her favorite, she disliked salty food, it was for sailors, not maidens like her. The cook handed him the plate and he gripped it firmly terrified he would drop it as he made his up the stairs. Christophe had nightmares this would one day happen, he did not how Freyja would respond so he swore to himself he would never live to see the day. Christophe panted up the stairs with the plate in hand as he smelled the sweats, he grabbed the door handle and pushed it open. As always he must stand tall and composed when addressing her, “My dearest Goddess Freyja, it is time your hunger and thirst is quenched, I pray to God you enjoy your meal and feel nice and full, I am certain your filled stomach will rock you to sleep!” Freyja smiled slightly, showing her beautiful white teeth, but kept her happiness concealed, she didn’t want to weaken him by giving him too much pleasure. For Christophe to be excessively rewarded by her Godly smiles would erode his character and devotion. Freyja then signaled with her index finger for him to come to her bedside, as she did this, his heart began racing, as he walked over she slowly lifted her torso and sat on the side of the bed her feet hugging the carpet. Christophe did not know whether she planned on eating her meal in bed sitting up with a pillow behind her head or whether she was going to eat it with him holding the plate for her over her lap, he could only guess by her gesture and current posture. Freyja was notoriously uncommunicative, she loved using subtle body language and hints to torment the poor servant and create conditions where he would make mistakes that she could use to chastise him, furthering his devotion and her pleasure. He immediately realized he was being instructed to hold the plate just atop her lap with his two hands, he sat down on his knees and cantilevered his arms over her lap, and placed the plate over her just like a fold-down table on an airplane. He trembled as he hovered the plate over her lap, but Freyja was unperturbed. She grabbed the pastry and began eating it modestly, she slowly drank down the carbonated apple juice, she is Norse after all, Norse women love sweat things! She licked her orange lips and wiped her fingers in the napkin, she then uttered a slow sigh and raised her head into the and took a deep breath. All this time, for about 3 minutes, Christophe was trembling trying to keep the cold plate from touching her leggings. Only a few crumbs remained on the table, unlike men, she didn’t leave a mess, Freyja suddenly uttered a word after nearly 4 minutes of silence as she ate, “My servant Christophe, do you like to watch a woman eat? It is a much prettier site than when man does it, without all the noise, the open mouth, the burping, we are beautiful creatures aren’t we, there is nothing we do that is ugly and foul” He eagerly replied, “My dearest Goddess Freyja, it is indeed an honor, you are so well mannered, not a crumb on your mouth, not a single time your mouth opened to let me see the contents, I could watch you eat all day long, anything a woman does is beautiful, she makes even the basest things beautiful if she does it!” Her ears perked up, praise, genuine praise, not fake flattery, was sure to earn her heart and warmth and kill some of the cold imperiousness that so characterized her. Freyja went on: “My servant, no need to call me by that formal name each time, it is unnecessary and consumes too much time. I know how devoted you are to me, I have watched you, you are different from the others. You see, the others simply go through the motions, they want to please me but it is forced, but not genuine. I immediately took notice of the way you conducted yourself when I caught your mistake, I like you, and while I still expect you to be very respectful, I will treat you with more humanity, I sometimes feel guilty snapping orders at all these poor men, but for a person like you, I feel more of a need to be softer!”. Christophe did not know what to say, he was initially afraid she might be tricking him, fearing her sadist tendencies, but he had misread her, she was no sadist, only a woman who loved to be worshipped, it was Christophe who was the masochist that snuck into her life, she had unknowingly snared and lured him into her crosshairs to be devoured!

He replied carefully, “But Goddess Freyja, I feel your majestic aura deserves only the most ennobling of titles, you are too grand a woman to be called by her first or last name, I must address you properly, but if you insist for brevity’s sake I will comply with your wishes”. Freyja smiled, “Goddess Freyja is enough, now will you be kind enough to take off my stockings, I want to take a quick shower before I go to sleep”. His heart began pounding like a jackhammer when she spoke of him taking off her stockings, he was fearful it would appear indecent, the last thing he wanted to do is use her body as a source of his enjoyment, this went against his conviction, but he knew she was not joking with him. Christophe politely asked, “But Goddess Freyja, that is of an indecent nature, a woman should do that herself, her body belongs to herself, it is too beautiful for you to allow me to sully with my dirty hands. It is not a man’s job to feast on such sensual erotism for it reduces woman to an object of man’s pleasure, my fundamental principle is such a dynamic must be perfectly reversed, all actions satisfy woman at the expense of man’s pleasure. I am cold so you can be warm, I am in pain so you can be free of pain, I hope you can appreciate my perspective, I feel it is harmonious with your Aristocratic existence”. Freyja was impressed, verging on flabbergasted, she had never met such a man, her last servant lusted for her and touched her as she was undressing for bed, and now she had met a man who claimed his sexuality was so tamed, rather than the archaic and atavistic throwback of primitive man, she had met a extra-worldy man. Freyja replied, “Well then, I derive pleasure from having you take them off, but if you do not deserve the pleasure, then I shall blindfold you, then you shall not catch a glimpse of my leg and foot”. Christophe nodded in agreement as she wrapped a cloth around his eyes tightly and tied a knot behind his head, he sat there in awe, his eyes were buzzing with little angels, he could hardly discern reality from fantasy anymore. Christophe blindly fumbled for her leg as she placed her foot on his shoulder, Christophe trembled as he began peeling off her stockings, he kept pulling as she lifted her foot off his shoulder, the final part of the stocking came off exposing her bare leg and foot, just as it came off she let her foot fall onto his bent legs slamming into his upper leg. Christophe tried keeping himself composed but was sweating and trembling, his heart pounding from the excitement, he could not see a thing but could feel her soft and warm skin, he could feel her sweat on his hands. Freyja slowly pulled her left foot off his leg and curved her foot down like a ballet danger, and hugged it against the bedside, the elegance of her movement was something to behold but denied to the lowly automaton of a man she had reduced him to. She then moved her right leg on his shoulder for him to repeat the process, he hurried this time performing the task more efficiently and neatly, he tried going slower than he needed to, to prolong the joy, but quickly realize such a move was foolish. He finally pulled her second stalking off he placed them in a bundle on the floor. Freyja then decided to truly torment him, she raised her foot and placed it right beneath his neck, she then said softly, “I’m opening up to you, take the opportunity, don’t be shy and kiss my foot you hesitant worshiper of woman!” Christophe gently placed his hand beneath her foot to carry the weight for her, relieving her muscles, he then carefully placed a kiss on the bridge of her foot taking his time, he then raised his head and looked at her in his blindfold, and proclaimed, “Goddess Freyja, what have I done to deserve this?” She looked at him and said, “When a man truly goes out of his way like you did to make my little stomach full and sweat, I will give him some of my love, not too much to melt you, but just enough to send you hurrying back downstairs thinking about how next to best please my evolving needs, satisfying my whims”. He apprehensively smiled and replied, “Goddess Freyja, I am your servant whether you treat me like a dog or a fellow human being, love does not temper my passion to serve you, it intensifies it you know that”. Freyja replied, “I hate being cruel to a man that is so kind, I am a woman you know, not a Prussian field marshall, I cry, I feel guilt, I just want to be happy and mary one day, I often cry myself to sleep out of loneliness, I have never had a true love in my life”. She suddenly yanked off his blindfold and practically crushed his face between her two slender white hands, she clung his head in her grip and pulled it in front of her and stared at him, and proclaimed, “I must kiss you”, she then proceeded to devour him with a frenzy of kisses until she dropped his head from her claws and pushed him aside. Christophlie fell to the floor dazed crying from joy, he said, “You cannot do this, it’s too much, I cannot handle it, you will drive me mad, torment me, chastise me, anything but this, I don’t deserve it”. Freyja looked hurt as he uttered these words, she began to cry, “Do you not want my love, to reject it, why do you deny me this moment to finally love a man?” Christophe’s heart sank, he had made a grave mistake, the absolute last thing he wanted to do is hurt her feelings, the mere thought of making her unhappy would drive him to suicide, he exclaimed loudly, “Please Goddess Freyja, you must understand, I want your love but consider you too superlative to receive it, I must afford you only the opportunity to hurt me because receiving your love affirms my pleasure which I must deny for your superior existence over me. I do not want to deny you pleasure, I want to be its source, but I cannot allow you to be kind to me”. Freyja looked truly puzzled, “There is something bizarre about the way you look at a woman, you claim you want to give her nothing but pleasure yet you deny her only request, you ask her to be cruel to you but you ask her not whether she wants to be cruel to you? you are claiming to be magnanimous when you are actually selfish, you do not fool me, this is for you and not me, if you truly cared for me you would let make love to you as I wish”. Christophe had blundered gravely, he had exposed himself as the opportunistic masochist and greatly hurt her, he must now apologize profusely, his own little masochist devotion to serving her as a slave has now offended her, he could never have imagined. Christophe said firmly, “My dearest Goddess Freyja, I am truly sorry, I did not mean to convey a selfish attitude, that somehow all my servility was merely for my own pleasure, I made a terrible mistake in denying you love because I wrongly believed allowing such love would have violated my servility to you. I am disabused of this false conception, I miserable failed by telling you what you could and could not do, I greatly disrespected you, I am reeling in pain from the remorse. I cannot believe I inflict pain upon the Goddess of my dreams, I beg for your forgiveness.” Christophe suddenly grabbed her hand and kissed sobbing in her lap like a child as he apologized profusely.

Freyja was growing tired and needed to sleep, “My servant, you have bugged me enough tonight, tuck me into my bed and then get out of my site, you are not to see me until I call you again, hurry up and make my bed”. Christophe didn’t waste a second, he yanked her blanket off floor and straightened it out, and gently placed it over her body, he tucked the sides and bottom under the mattress and left the room, closing the door quietly behind him. Freyja lay in the cold bed shivering as her body heat warmed the blankets, she pulled the blanket over her eyes and soon fell asleep. Freyja woke the next morning with a slight headache, she felt well-rested and sharp, she reached for the servant’s bell, and rang. She wasn’t the least bit hungry, she never was in the morning, rather, she wanted affection. Her servant arrives in less than a minute. “My dear Goddess Freyja, can a coffee or tea make your morning for the better?” She replied grumpily, “No, but I want to talk to you, come over to my bedside”. He hurried over to her bedside and kneeled down, “I am yours to love, I will use every fiber of my being to comfort you, I am reduced to a teddy bear for your enjoyment, do with me as you please, but I insist nothing, I ask for no pain, I am merely a receptacle for your love”. Freyja smiled and grabbed him and gave him a passionate kiss and caressed his face, she said to him softly, “I feel you do not enjoy this, I feel you only enjoy it when I bark orders at you and make you stand tall with your hands behind your back holding a plate, why is it that you dislike womanly love but adore her the worst side of her?” Christophe pondered her words for a moment, he knew she had deciphered him long ago, he made it obvious, for concealing it would be impossible.

The above is a pretty typical fantasy of a male masochist, suited to the predictions of the male, it might be a strict English female teacher with a beautiful high-class British accent who mercilessly scolds and flogs her naughty male student, or it might be an imperious queen who drags a subordinate subject of hers before her with two female guards. Regardless of the theme, it’s all the same thing, masculine men who want a feminine woman to reduce them to complete vassalage and thralldom. The male masochist need only construct in his mind the ideal woman, although fewer masochists dream of a woman soldier in a plate carrier wielding an AR-15, or a woman police officer with short hair, these masculinized women can often blur the boundary and kill the submissive tendency, they prefer her in very feminine roles, the strict lady, the demanding princess, the cruel queen, but all three highly female, highly womanly, further confirmation that they seek not to reverse sex roles, but rather to intensify and reinforce them. 

From my perspective as a male masochist, I was always rather obsessed with “womanly things”, while most low-life men only want to see their “pussy”, the technical engineer philosopher male brain of mine was highly enamored by the feminine part of the race. How I loved strolling the streets in Cannes France, and looking at all the beautiful fashion that men design for them, and the amazing women who walked the streets clad in this apparel! I savored their shoes, bags, clothing, hair, etc, I was certainly never attracted to she-males, butchs, etc. 

We are not fond of promiscuous low-bred women, they harken back to the “pump and dump” sexual landscape of the Jungle. It is precisely the purity and chasteness of the Norse Aryan woman that makes her so beautiful, her love for her children, her love for noble things over purely fleshy bodily activity, her love for propagating the race, her pleasures and rapture instead provided by both Platonic love by man and his physical adoration of her with whatever she craves. But let us clarify the aforementioned statement, when we say “chaste” we do not mean man has any right to control Woman’s desires for sexual satisfaction, he has no such right to impose this on her other than to insure she pursues only high quality males, what we mean by chaste is that she stays committed to marriage and her children, there’s a big difference. If the male is unable to please her, then she has every obligation to move on, all male masochists, 100% of them, secretly fantasize about their wife becoming unsatisfied with them and going with another man. The pleasure this type of woman receives is mental, not merely bodily. The whore, the fast-life history strategist in the female sex, is revolting, disgusting, and undeserving of the title Aryan. The Aryan woman is a mother, loyal partner, and admirer of male devotion, she is the model woman in National Socialist art, but she is always far far removed from the Negress, a Jungle creature. But such women are not expected to be denied pleasure, when, how and how often they want it is entirely their discretion. I still want to fall in front of any good-looking Aryan woman, but if she is low-bred it simply kills it. But I have very keen insight into the female face, I can tell just by looking at the face if she is high-bred or not, the sexual face is found in the crummy races of Europe, the Slavs, and Latins, but the chaste motherly face of the Germanic woman is unmistakably the hallmark of this master race, I only submit in front of the chaste Aryan woman who I believe is the majority of our race without Jewish presence. Her taller face, wise and penetrating eyes, her noble look, her innocence yet command of herself, they form a package this is telltale. It is almost impossible to quantify, just like an artist cannot simply hand out verbal instructions to a mere holder of a paintbrush, the high-functioning male cannot properly describe what makes a woman’s face chaste and what makes it overly sexual and harlot-like, enlarged buttocks, lips, breasts etc. Must say I love a hysterical woman screaming uncontrollably at me! half tears and half burning rage, she shrieks until my ears ring, slams things, and throws her hands in the air in frustration, I sit there taking it in with nothing to say, daring not to set her off again, she can slap me, scream at me with deathly eyes, be the most bitchy woman imaginable, she stays with me as long as I succeed in pleasing her, I will beg at her feet. To me her emotionally inhibited nature is beautiful, she is an adult child, for a woman to be calm is unnatural, she is either giggling or crying, there is no between, it is natural for her to cry and become frenzied and delirious, she does not possess self-control, it is the job of man to comfort her, hug her, and make her feel loved and warm, without man she whither away without meaning in her life, without man she loses the will to live like an abandoned child. When the Maiden cries my entire brain goes into overdrive trying to search for ways to counsel her, I will stop at nothing to end this dreadful shed of tears! bring her a warm drink, place a blanket on her in front of a fire, read her a story, tell her how much I love her, caress her hair softly, she is my restless Goddess but I am the foundation which she rests upon.

The Aryan, owing to his inherent genius, is the only race of men where all the free men, those that are not criminals, are given a wife, why they must earn with respect. This serves as a powerful motivator for men to participate in and construct the grandeur that is Teutonic civilization. Polygamy feminizes a race, other races of men, too weak to defy the greedy emperor, live and die without a wife, creating a race of she-males, the modern Korean man, the Chinese man. Polygamy is completely antithetical to everything the Aryan stands for, he is repulsed by the mere thought of polygamy, a practice only the slothful desert debauchers or the slant-eyed rice-paddy yellows of the East could tolerate. It is easy for a woman to satisfy a single man, two, or even three, the man has a low threshold, his needs are simple and quickly met, he but woman’s needs are complex and take time to meet. It is not easy for a man to satisfy a woman, mentally, spiritually, or sexually! She is idiosyncratic, sensitive, a fine-tuned creature that only the most capable men can unlock. One Aryan man can barely satisfy a single Aryan woman! Polygamy is impossible for the Aryan race because the Aryan woman can never be satisfied by a man who has to satisfy three other Aryan women at the time, his battery will be depleted upon the first attempt! She is an uncompromising and demanding creature, unsurprising as the mother of the strongest race, she does not tolerate weak men, she is repelled by the effeminate Asiatics, let alone one-hundredth the man as in the harems of the East. She needs 100% of the male’s vigor, an intense stream of masculine energy, she needs all his vril, she can barely suffice with one! This energy she needs is not purely sexual like the lower races, it is largely mental, she needs a companion, a devoted partner, someone to comfort her, to quell her fears, and to give her meaning in life. He cannot ever lust for other women, it dilutes his vitality, distracting him from placing all his masculine energy into the Frau that births more of his kind. For a strong Aryan woman to be sexually satisfied requires an immense effort on the part of man. She is only aroused at the right time, the true Norse woman is not a whore at all, she is extremely hesitant, very picky, she is excited only when he is just right, strong enough in her eye both physically and mentally, she needs this often, but without it she is miserable. Only the genius man can give her an orgasm, all the lower males deny this wonderful creature the exquisite pleasure God designed her body to produce! The genius Aryan male retains his sperm to allow HER to orgasm first taking as long as she needs, while the selfish sub-human male uses her body as a trash can, a dumping ground for his semen, a place to thrash his penis into, almost to the point of injuring her, how these maidens allow this I don’t know. The Knight male, the submissive Woman serving Ubermensch, uses every fiber of his being to treat her as the delicate, sensitive beautiful thing that must be pleased.

Nothing sends me into a greater rage than to see an attractive Woman brought to tears by an abusive sub-human who is not gracious to her, the mere thought of a pretty maiden crying brings me to shed more tears than she! In fact, I virtually never cry, I don’t ever cry at sad things, it’s almost impossible, other people’s misery, etc don’t affect me the least bit, I only ever cry about Woman and the thought that she is being harmed, otherwise, I am a total psycho I fully admit, I always dreamed of hurting other men below me I felt to be stupid and losers. Ever since a child, I always had a very difficult time watching or thinking about a Woman crying, poor thing, she needs to be given a hug and loved, what a terrible sight to behold, such an innocent lovely creature in such pain, it is truly terrible to watch or even think about, to hear them in tears gasping for breath, frightened and distraught, who could allow such a thing? It was almost a phobia, the mere thought of a nice Woman or girl in harm seemed to activate some internal mechanism in me, I cannot fully explain it, but it is surely one of the reasons I became so intensely driven by the racial cause and National Socialism which aims to protect our superior Females from the Dark Forces of Earth, the half-monkey African, the Desert Hoards, all the Scum, should they touch a Dutch Woman, I shall slay them myself.

Oh, heavenly maiden, how I love you, how I want to be your Knight, how I want to wear heavy armor and slay what threatens you. I am a strong, courageous dauntless fighter, a merciless killer, your most loyal servant, an utter sadist to all that is bad. I am the humble honorable knight and my lady is my heart, I come back from a grueling day to kneel in front of her and beg for her love, she extends her hand for me to kiss, I am waiting eagerly for her love, have I lived up to her expectations? does she view me as the courageous protector that I believe I am? when she places her soft hand on my armor I know I have earned it, her feelings do not lie, she leans her beautiful head on my chest, she then gives me a soft kiss, and goes back to her room. I know of no loyalty but to my lady, nothing more natural, nothing more beautiful than this dynamic. Nothing in this world can make me abandon her, only her death or mine.

Male masochists do not violate sex roles. The male masochist lives to worship the fair sex, the noble sex, Woman, everything about her he adores, he does not want her to be a man, such a thought disgusts him, if she acts masculine he loses all submissive tendencies, for her to act like a man is the last thing he wants, the more womanly, the fairer, the more graceful, the more beautiful and elegant, the more we wants to submit to her, he is more heterosexual than any man on earth. He cherishes her maidenly existence more than anything in the universe. A female body builder is the most repulsive thing a male masochism can conceive of, he would strangle her if she tried to approach him, again, the male masochist wants a feminine woman to dominate him, with elegant dress, womanly shoes, (we love high-heels!) never a masculine one.

This poor inferior male has been shivering all alone in a cold dark room where this beautiful maiden left him tied to a rusty chain. She walks down the stairs barefoot in her pretty high dress, she stoops down to pick up cold porridge that she feeds to him like a baby, his hands tied behind his back blindfolded, he is incapable of feeding himself. This stunning maiden would much rather be in her cozy bed reading a book but she remembered that if she didn’t feed her inferior male servant, he would starve and then she would have to do the dishes herself! Hating having to do the dishes, she remembers God created the inferior male to do it, but an emaciated or dead slave is not very useful, so she builds up the energy to take a wooden spoon and place some stale grain in his mouth while she holds his hand by the hair with her slender hands. But this is already too much for her, she’d rather have a machine feed him, after all, taking five minutes every few hours to feed him is already taking up her precious time which bothers her. Either way, her slave doesn’t work hard if she has ugly negresses do the feeding, so he has to do it herself to keep motivated, it’s his daily dose of elation.

Freyja got up from her bed in her dress barefoot, her dress dragged behind her, she walked over to me and grabbed my two arms, and then walked me to the wall, she slammed my back against the wall and pressed her lips firmly against mine and kissed me slowly. She spat on my face a few time and bit my lip as she tugged on it forcefully, then she bit my tongue and pulled on it, she finally slapped me across the face very hard and let go of my arms letting them fall like timbers after a lumberjack has finished his job. She then signaled for me to follow her, I followed her beautiful clad form in her gown as she walked in her dress dragging it along the floor, her movements so elegant, her long hair lining the back of her upper dress, flowing so perfectly. I followed her downstairs, every step she took down the staircase in her bare feet was graceful and soft, she was not in a hurry, she placed foot after foot, placing her body weight slowly on each foot as she made her way down the staircase. What felt like an eternity finally ended when I stepped off the last stair and into the room where she was leading me. She then suddenly stopped and turned around slowly, her hair swung along as she moved her head, swaying to one side like a curtain in an open window. She then cocked her head up imperiously and pointed at me with her finger, she spoke carefully, “Christophe, I am about you to give you the real deal, what is behind this door is not my soft hands gripping your neck, my nails piercing into your skin, my teeth biting your tongue, this is where I make myself felt, if you all but flinch I shall be gravely disappointed, no baby cries, you will take this like a man do you understand”? I replied, “Goddess Freyja, I would not utter a peep to avoid your displeasure, whatever you throw at me I will clench my teeth and swallow, the pain like the most pleasurable food I have satiated by taste buds with, I will gulp it down to the last crumb”. She didn’t reply and headed for the door, I keenly followed her my head down low, I waited as she opened the heavy door, she entered the room, I entered and took in my surroundings. The room was poorly lit, I could see only a wooden column, there was no lavish ornamentation and display of pain instruments as one would expect at a dominatrix’s dungeon. Only a post, a poorly lit room, a chair, and a tiny window. Then I moved my eyes to the right and glanced a very long bullwhip, it must have been at least 2 meters long, it gradually narrowed from the base, the handle where she gripped this fiendish leather apparatus with her beautiful white hands, thin, her almond white nails pointy and shiny. Freyja slowly walked over to the post and fastened a piece of rope to a small hook embedded into the wood, she then walked over towards me briskly and grabbed my arm. I followed her to the post, she commanded me to undress, I hurriedly removed my shirt, the room was cold, I began to shiver profusely. She then shackled me to the post my back facing her, my bare chest rubbing against the splintery wooden beam, it felt as if a dozen splinters had already pieced my chest. I felt her hands fumbling for the rope as she tied my two hands and tied a knot locking my two heads together and stretching out in front of me, I could not see them, my cheek lay pressed up against the prickly wooden post. She then let go of the rope and walked up to my left ear, she whispered, “There’s no countdown, you can’t see me, you can’t anticipate when I begin, you can only dream, place me in your mind and forget all else, you wanted this and I will give you more than your wildest dreams my silly servant!”. My neck could only twist so much, I was tied too tightly to the broad post, at least 10 inches wide, my cheek was still squished against the bristly wooden surface, I could not move my head to the right, I was bound without a millimeter of slack, the only movements she permitted my body were the pulsing of my heart, the sweating of my glands, and the shivering of my nerves. My arms were almost cutting into the wood from the tightness of the rope she fastened, I was not sure if they were bleeding or not, I hoped to God that when that 2-meter bullwhip laid its mark on my back, my body would not enter such a violent spasm as to break my arms! And then all of a sudden it happened, a cascade of sonic booms erupted, a fusillade of shockwaves and vortices in the dark air behind me, my ears out-matching my latent pain receptors, but then they finally caught up with my ears. It was all of a sudden, it spread like electricity flowing through a circuit, the pain spread like high voltage through a piece of wood in fractal wood burning, like lighting through my nerves, at first but a prick, then it was everywhere, the burning sensation overwhelmed all other senses, I was blind at the same time I was deaf, I was unconscious and the same time I was bathing in a pure hot bath of burning pain. The whip felt like it laid a dent in my entire back, as if the whip became embedded in my body, Freyja’s wrath, her furry, her anger, her female impulse, deep within her lioness body, it had crossed the room psychokinetically, sinking its fangs, its arrows into my male flesh!. Just after completing her first lash, a brutal one at that, she asked me aloud, “Servant, now do you believe me?”. I cried out half-laughing half crying, “Goddess Freyja, everything you do is marked with permanence, every move engrained in the Cosmos, belief is but a side effect, your actions are like the wind, I am the branches in a tree, send me a gust of wind that snaps that last defiant branch, that stubborn trunk that refuses to snap!”. But what happened next was not what I expected, I expected another barrage of feminine fury, but she then suddenly dropped her whip and exclaimed, “I’m tied of whipping you, this is all for you anyway, my arms are sore, I think I’m too tired to untie you, you’ll have to make yourself comfortable and hope you can sleep upright with the splintery wood on your cheek!” My heart sank, it was barely 9 in the evening, she typically woke up at 11 in the morning, I would be here for fourteen grueling hours, not an hour of sleep would I get, my arms were throbbing in pain pressed against the sharp corners of the raw wooden post, my cheek pricked with splinters, then I heard the door close and the room fell into total darkness. I must have waited an hour until the door opened, I heard footsteps getting closer, they were soft footsteps, then suddenly I felt a soft slightly damp hand touch my left cheek, I moved my eye and there I saw her, with a lantern, she was starring at me and began whispering, “I thought of you down here, I can’t let you shiver and bleed down here tied to this post, I am not cruel enough, you have failed to turn me into the demon you so desire, I will untie you”. I sighed in relief, it felt as if I had just been rescued by the Coast Guard after capsizing my boat in the Arctic ocean, yet I felt guilty, deep down I wanted her to leave me to rot here. Then I suddenly felt the pressure of the rope release, my arms fell down the limp noodles they were, without muscle power. I then slid down to the floor sobbing, she stooped down next to me and caressed my cheek, and told me to get up. I obeyed her and built up the energy to lift my sore body up, as I lifted myself up she grabbed my face with her hands and kissed me softly, she took her left hand and stroked my face and hair passionately, she kept kissing. I almost fell to the floor but managed to retain the strength, she then took her hand and grabbed mine, she signaled for me to follow her and we left the room. She walked with me holding my hand, I follow her up the stairs where she took me to her warm room. She walked me to her bed, got into her bed, and instructed me to sit by her side just next to her bedside table. She snuggled into the bed and laid her head facing me on the pillow and asked softly, “Why are you doing this, why do you so desperately want me to hurt you, I don’t understand?”. I tried to answer in a way that wouldn’t be just a continuation of these prior vague exclamations of my masochism. I said, “Freyja, you are too beautiful and wonderful for me to ever deserve your love, I must bleed and agonize in darkness to love you, I am not deserving of such a majestic creature of earth, I can only suffer when I think of you”. She replied, “You are truly a unique character, “sui generis”, not a single man has passed through my life that has expressed such inimitable thoughts, many have passed, but all have lusted for me and surely none have been willing to bleed on a wooden post in the dark for me!”. I replied, “But this is why I feel I deserve the pain you give me, I am the only man you will find, let me suffer for you, do not cast me aside for my aberrant predilection”.

I was always intensely attracted to machines and engines, always attracted to the male domain, certainly not playing nurse. The crackling flame and the roar of the afterburner, the soaring fighter aircraft, the sound of diesel engines, the thundering blades of a helicopter, the gigantic aluminum wide-bodies that cruise in the stratosphere, like spaceships but real, the buzzing of the M249 SAW. Mechanical things had a certain beauty that eludes many minds, the raw mechanical genius of man, the outpouring of his mind, the coherent artwork of steel rather than paint and canvas, a beauty only surpassed by the Aryan Woman. Flying for me was always an intensely spiritual experience, while the simple minds dozed away while I gripped the window taking in the stupendous awe of nature. I could not sleep a single minute, the cloud droplets, the roar of the wind as it ripped passed the fuselage, eroding the paint spec by spec, forming vortices on the tiny rivets, the mountain passes and geological complexes, the vast oceans, the patchwork of farms, the mark of man’s habitation, the only intelligent civilization there exists because it is the only we know exists. Soaring above in this pressurized aluminum capsule is a breathtaking experience for philosophers, but tedium for benighted souls who lack the intellect to appreciate its significance.

I would look at the “Elle” magazines my grandmother had at her house with absolute awe. This was in 2012, I was 12 years old and the Jews had not yet completely “negroized” beauty. These Elle maidens were Aryan Germanic women and the occasional Latin, the fairer and gracile ones. I tried my best to discretely glance at them, trying to sneak them into my room. When I turned the pages on these magazines I felt like I was staring at God itself, I imagined myself their slave, doing everything they asked of me, no I did not want their fleshly pleasure, not the least bit. I wanted to be their most dutiful servant, the 12 year old me, I wanted them to turn me into their pet. Everything about them felt magical and almost God-like, I wanted to be both in their arms and at their feet, the way their face gave off this magical power, their eyes so innocent yet they felt like a laser burning through me, I marveled at their existence, I could not get the thought out of my head, it was both frightening and enrapturing. A “misogynist” must truly be subhuman, to not adore and worship the Aryan woman is a sign of a serious mental deficiency, perhaps they are latent homosexuals, or perhaps men nature did not want to breed, or perhaps woman’s hesitant and picky nature forced them to be rapists in order to pass on their genes, who knows, but I felt totally different. As an artist, I appreciate beauty, but even a decent-looking young Aryan woman is such a Godly creature, my masochism did not develop only with reference to exceptionally beautiful women as in the Elle magazine, it develops for virtually any physically attractive woman of racial stock I like. I believe they (the “MGTOW” woman haters) are the minority, I believe the majority of Germanic men love their women, respect them and see themselves as an agent of their happiness. What the male masochist craves the most is “loving female authority”, a woman that turns the beastly male into her most dutiful servant. With respect to the MGTOW low lives, one could say it is literally impossible for MGTOW males and male masochists to be further apart. 

The MGTOW low lives are happy with a sex robot, these sub-humans care nothing for a fair precious Germanic maiden with her soft voice and grace, they care not about her feelings, emotions, and happiness, they are like Mongolian Red Army soldiers, rough brutes, they do not deserve but the lowliest of women, a whore, the lady of the brothel. I have seen countless MGTOW videos on YouTube, forum posts, etc, where men express utter antipathy towards woman, an intense hatred, to the point they want to kill women, they have no affection for her Godly nature, they are happy with a piece of plastic to place friction on their erect phallus these sub-humans! In the Fourth Reich, we can put them in labor camps guarded by beautiful Aryan women who can kick them with their leather boots for their sedition against the fair sex! We must exterminate all the MGTOW men! Nature will breed out the MGTOW scum-males, these Arabs of the West will not survive, only the males like me, bred for the Knighthood of the Middle Ages, will survive!

“According to University of Massachusetts philosopher Christa Hodapp, in modern men’s movements gynocentrism is described as a continuation of the courtly love conventions of medieval times, wherein women were valued as a quasi-aristocratic class, and males were seen as a lower serving class. This viewpoint describes feminism as the perpetuation of oppressive medieval conventions such as devotional chivalry and romanticized relationships, rather than as a movement towards liberation”.

There is a high likelihood that men like Leopold and I are never fully satisfied, since we are not beastly animals who suffice with the dirty fleshy business that keeps most of the race going, we will be perpetually disappointed. Sex for us something that we must do for reproduction, a masochist male can get aroused from sexual intercourse easily if the woman takes a dominant position. We are “supersensual” men, “sex” for us is having women be cruel to us, there need not be any flesh, only her voice, face, and mannerisms are enough to turn us on. Plowing our penis into a hole is simply too animalistic for our genius brains.

Masochism is not deviant whatsoever, it is the furthest removed from the atavistic anthropoid norm, the caveman who drags the woman by the hair, who must rape because she will not consent. Many men have fantasies of choking women while they rape them, and I am supposed to be told I am deviant because I want a beautiful woman to make me her slave? You tell me who is more “moral”, who has more rectitude, the man who expects the beautiful maiden to degrade herself, stooping to the lows of a negro, sucking his dirty urine-ridden penis while the male masochist like me wants a maiden to a queen and for me to serve her every whim, to offer my entire body as a doormat? What man is superior? I am an intellectual, I am a man of words, books, and philosophy, and if I like cruel women then so be it, I want nothing from these vanilla males that monopolize the definition of “normal” sexuality.

Jews have worked tirelessly to calumniate the image of Adolf Hitler, resorting to farcical claims that he was homosexual (a total impossibility), or that he had repulsive fetishes, such as liking filth or fecal matter (this too is an impossibility because he had intense disgust sensitivity and was obsessed with germs), but what he likely had was a perfectly healthy masochism (desire to submit and serve the noble sex) towards females. I believe he had a Rousseau-type masochism, his love for woman too strong for him to accept their love. But regardless of what his true sexual predilection was, what is sure is that he could not have been a Joe-Six-Pack who just liked fucking a whore in a conventional manner, we know he was almost entirely asexual in his younger years, as a German soldier in the first world war, he once said something to the effect of, “I would rather die than fraternize with a French woman”. There is no evidence he pursued women like the Latin macho, in his days as a soldier, he abstained from the opposite sex, but he was not without interest in the noble female sex. Men of genius almost invariably have a higher threshold for erotism than the simpleton, the philosopher is harder to get excited than the UPS driver, it’s unwise for ordinary men to project their “vanilla” sexuality of boobs and blowjobs onto men of genius. The male masochism finds nothing more repulsive than a blowjob because it DEGRADES the woman, who for him is the subject of the utmost deification who can never be harmed, only worshipped. Adolf Hitler will go down in history as the most important human being to have ever lived, there is simply no other candidate that comes close, his ideas will live for eternity in the Cosmos, he must certainly have had a unique sexuality, but homosexuality is simply out of the question, a great love for Aryan woman a certainty, no less certain than gravity, but not an ordinary one of lust, but masochistic worship for her not as an individual, but a collective entity of Aryan femininity. Hitler also displayed a strong distaste for women partaking in men’s affairs, such as being jurors or police officers, this is perfectly compatible with his masochism, which detests the idea of subjecting woman to such masculine work. Hitler like me was an artist, like me he detested excessive makeup and sultry women, he adored the natural beauty of the Aryan woman, the maiden in the field, the farm woman, the women you see if you visit the Land of the North, pure organic beauty. If we conclude that his high disgust sensitivity, sadism towards inferior life, detestation for excessively made-up women, degeneracy, ugliness, intense spiritual feeling, selflessness, strong paranoia, and hypochondria, fear of germs and disease (especially cancer), strong love for his mother, and artistic ability, all lead us to conclude with the scientific evidence that he was a healthy, non-perverted male-masochist as so many exceptional men. “Vanilla” males as I like to call them, the playboys, the dagos, who view women as their sexual playthings, the men you see in movies, the James Bond males, not the Qs who design their ingenious gadgets, but the ones who merely use them, are not to be taken seriously when it comes to evaluating the sexuality of male masochists. I want not a single minute of lecturing from these dimwits, men of body movements rather than thoughts, men of flounce rather than nobility. They will make a grave mistake in projecting this upon the genius males. Your average telegram “Nazi”, these bodybuilding midwits, useful as Sturmabteilung rough guys, they are needed to hold up flags, march and terrorized Bolsheviks, certainly masterful at beating up communists these men, but they simply cannot put themselves in the shoes of the Fuhher’s brain, a rather insulting butchering of his superior mental, spiritual, and moral faculties. The Sturmabteilung all muscle-no brains men of Telegram are a prerequisite to the National Socialist effort, just as engineers cannot build planes without riveters, but just don’t expect the Sturmabteilung to do a lot of thinking. You cannot expect the riveters to be anything but useless at the drawing board, and you cannot expect the philosophers to be anything but useless in the Sturmabteilung and the Sturmabteilung men to be useless as philosophers. Most of the online National Socialist movement is stocked by Sturmabteilung men, until the elite Male masochist shows up, nature churning them at the right time the flukes they are, they will simply be parading around beating effeminate Antifa until the sun sets. But worry not, all is taken care of by nature.

“This is brought out clearly in the case of Renate Müller who confided to her director, Zeissler, who had asked her what was troubling her after spending an evening at the Chancellory, “that the evening before she had been with Hitler and that she had been sure that he was going to have intercourse with her; that they had both undressed and were apparently getting ready for bed when Hitler fell on the floor and begged her to kick him. She demurred, but he pleaded with her and condemned himself as unworthy, heaped all kinds of accusations on his own head, and just groveled in an agonizing manner. The scene became intolerable to her, and she finally acceded to his wishes and kicked him. This excited him greatly, and he begged for more and more, always saying that it was even better than he deserved and that he was not worthy to be in the same room with her. As she continued to kick him he became more and more excited.”

The Mind of Adolf Hitler, by Walter C. Langer

“He insists on telling the girl that he is unworthy to kiss her hand or to sit near her and that he hopes she will be kind to him. From this we see the constant struggle against complete degradation whenever affectionate components enter the picture.” Otto Strasser

I ironically feel the same way as Hitler, I feel unworthy of a Woman’s love, I split second glance by a Female that is attractive makes me feel so guilty I almost want to erase the memory, I feel condemnable that she shows the slightest affection for me, I want her to make me feel unwanted, masochism is truly a wild experience, something that is IMPOSSIBLE for ordinary men to grasp. It is completely pointless in trying to explain this to vanilla males with their caveman habits, they stare at us like deer in the headlights their simple brains processing and frozen like a Windows Vista loading cursor. Having no interest in conventional intercourse seems almost like a gift from God as far as being an almost idyllic asset to the high IQ “slow-life history” (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/R/K_selection_theory) female. I avoid their eyes always, I feel undeserving of it, it gives me so much pleasure to deny my inferior male body a glimpse of their beauty. I ravish in the thought of them slamming the door in my face, shooing me away. If I am rejected by the female sex as the chivalrous slave I view myself, then the world is indeed unfair and skewed towards the Untermensch, if this is true than I suppose this is the curse of being exceptional, like being tall, airplane seats are designed for people who are 5 foot 11, not 7 feet, the world’s entire entertainment industry is designed to cater to the needs of people with IQs of 100, not 140 IQ freaks who wonder whether the Stefan-Boltzmann law is really the 4th power of temperature or not!. The world is designed for a “chad” with the brain power of a beaver, not the von Sacher-Masoch’s, it is designed for the lustful libidinous male who views the woman as nothing more than a source of friction against his penis, the world spits in the face of the chivalrous male aristocratic genius that wants the Woman to be his master. It seems like I would almost be the ideal engineered husband for the higher souls of the female sex. If the equivalent of sex for me is being slapped, then what woman doesn’t dream of a guy whose both masculine yet treats her like a Goddess and never pesters her for sex. How common a condition is it for even a young couple for the female to be simply fed up with the walking stud constantly wanting to screw her? What percentage of divorces are caused by men viewing the female as simply a hole and the women tired of being a married prostitute? It’s safe to say the preponderance probably follows this dynamic. I’ve never seen a woman grab a guy and undress to “ride” him, this is something that only happens in filthy Jewish movies where the sacred sex roles are inverted. Note that people might retort and say, “but you reverse the “sacred sex roles” when you engage in masochism”, my response is, “No, masochism does not violate the sex roles, it only amplifies them”. Men produce 1500 sperm a second, and females produce an egg a month, to argue females have even 20 percent of the sex drive of men is scientifically dubious, the idea that females are sexual monsters is something Jews are constantly exhorting. In fact, only homosexuality, multi-racialism, and transsexualism are something they promote more than the idea of the nymphomaniac female that pursues men for sexual pleasure, rather, the noble woman rejects their passes, she denies them access to her, rather than selling her body like a cheap trinket. Nothing is more repulsive to me than this “she-creature” as the Lanz von Liebenfels called them. Most high-IQ Aryan women have weak interest in sex, and only if it is performed properly by the male (which it invariably isn’t because they are usually selfish brutes, even many of the high IQ non-masochist males), maybe the swarthy Latins and Slavs with their dumb faces, but even these females, are merely coerced into it by men and perhaps mildly enjoy the feeling of being overpowered, but what they like only is the love and affection, not the fleshy part, not the intercourse itself, after all, how could a screaming sound, almost like torture, be the product of great pleasure? How can a woman enjoy sexual intercourse if she groans like a dog being beaten by his own? The sounds they utter are indicative of great pain, not pleasure since our entire society treats the Aryan woman as a hole to be used for the male’s pleasure. It is not that Aryan woman does not occasionally want orgasm, it is that she is uninterested in the painful male-centered intercourse.

Domnei, courtly love, and the chivalrous masochism of the Aryan Ubermensch. • Attraction to the lady, usually via eyes/glance • Worship of the lady from afar • Declaration of passionate devotion • Virtuous rejection by the lady • Renewed wooing with oaths of virtue and eternal fealty • Moans of approaching death from unsatisfied desire (and other physical manifestations of lovesickness) • Heroic deeds of valor which win the lady’s heart • Consummation of the secret love • Endless adventures and subterfuges avoiding detection

I love women and wolves, they go so well together, I see them as complimentary, beautiful, and majestic creatures but vicious flesh-ripping predators at the same time. I love all that is evil and hence why I love WOMAN, because I believe she is the only true NATURAL evil, destroyer of all life that is not hers, man can enslave himself to ideology, woman is a slave to her bodily impulses. I am an unabashed sadist towards other men, I dream of enslaving men I view as inferior and boiling niggers alive, but I know of nothing that can stop my drive to submit everything in front of woman giving her my entire soul for her to feast on, I want her to destroy me and end my miserable existence, I am more fearful of the Maiden than any man on this earth.

For the male masochist, she rewards him with nothing but the thought of her happiness, whatever it takes for him to achieve this, he derives pleasure for the mere thought of exerting himself for her benefit, the more painful these endeavors are, they more pleasure they bring to him. The more she makes endure suffering for her pleasure the more ecstatic he is.

Why are only elite men masochists to woman, philosophers, inventers and not plumbers and surf bums? Because they are truly the only men nature wanted to breed, only this man, who submits in front of the Goddess, kneels in front of his Goddess, is worthy of reproduction, all other men must overpower her because she refuses to submit to their inferior kind, she rejects them and thus they must rape, coerce, this is why they are sadists, the slave men, while the Ubermensch, the God-like aristocrat, the masochist, worships her like the inferior he is to her majestic existence.

I cry at my fear and excitement of the thought that woman cannot and will never love man, especially me, only view him as a figurative entity, a role model or statue of the house, what we currently ascribe to man who we incorrectly assume woman is but an object, an obstruction blocking her view!. I am fearful when my mother dies, no other woman on this earth can love me, my mother loves me because I am her son, I came out of her body, but is a woman who was born on the other end of the world, in a German town, can she ever truly love me? Can my jokes, my writings, my treatment of her like a Goddess, can these things ever make her truly love me, or will she see me no differently than any other man on the metro or at the checkout? But how I would love a woman to death, fall before her demands, throw myself into the rocky cliff side, I would more than die for her, give her my blood, my legs, my organs, everything for her, she can reduce me to a wheelchair or bed-ridden patient and I will still love her, she can hit me until I am sore, even bleeding, I will still beg her for mercy and kiss her hand when she has finished hitting me! But she, I fear, only sticks around, only feigns a semblance of respect, because she might like my personality, my intellect, my ideas, and my ability to talk non-stop for hours on end, my deep-seated fear is that she will not shed a tear for me, not hold a thought in her head if I am down, if I am hurt, she will just walk by and pretend to care, but deep down, all she want is pleasure and comfort. I am torn, I have an internal conflict, a battle between my love for cruel women and my yearning for their love, I cannot decide which one I want. I fear I will cry at night and never feel the warmth of her hand, I fear I will sob without the touch of her voice, I fear I will die without a minute of love from a woman, I will watch her adore her children but slap me in the face and give me a look of scorn, even detestation, of ridicule, a stupid male beast standing in her way!

The male masochist does not consider himself free, he is born a slave to the noble female sex, he is her guardian, he thinks, breaths and lives for her existence, everything he does is for her, everything he builds is for her, without her he loses all hope. She is not an individual but a collective essence of pure womanhood that I bow down to gracefully. Nothing gives me more pleasure on this little earth floating the universe than to know that I have done something to better the state of such sublime maidens in some way, even if it is simple as opening the door for a lovely maiden and knowing her whole day was better afterward! I’ll strip naked in the freezing cold for the maiden and catch pneumonia knowing she didn’t have to shiver one time, her precious little body, her pale skin, her floating hair, her superlative blood, and her flesh, warm, protected in my jacket. She need not be beautiful, if she is a plain Aryan farm woman I am still her slave, she just needs to be graceful and deserving of her maiden title. Everything I have invented, every minute of my life I devote to her, I am a slave to her for life, I was born one and I die one, and if there is an afterlife I want to be hers for eternity, to toil and give her joy for an infinite time. I spend not a minute not laboring away to make life easier for the Goddess of my life, to leave the world a place where majestic Women dance in the grass as she laughs and giggles, expressing her blissful wonderous soul, as she holds hands with two other pristine maidens who dance with her in the fields, her hair fluttering in the breeze, her dress bouncing alongside her body. She has not a worry in her mind, all her fears quelled by men of my kind, her immaculate womanly existence unbound, her lovely smile, her sweat voice, her joy, how I want to die for such Godly creation, please give me the chance, I ask for nothing more, I want only that, I ask for not a thing but their majestic existence to be bettered in some way by my existence, my worthless self can be left to starve in the dungeons while they dance above me holding hands! They could treat me as a contemptible animal and I yet will lunge my body in front of a torrent of bullets as they watch me be ripped apart for their lovely maiden essence, over and over again I would do it. I would take a lifetime of pain to secure their flourishing. I would run in front of her taking the bullets and if I was lucky she would look me in the eye and smile knowing I have ended my miserable existence for the beauty of that split-second smile, her beautiful, warm yet cruel heartless eyes glimmering at me, she is raptured by the thought I died for her I know it deep down but she won’t forget me too quickly I hope! I would run into the train tracks to save you and let the 400 ton steel machine turn me to liquid. My body reduced to ashes but hers still filled with her maidenly blood that flows through her veins. I have not a thought but filled with eternal darkness, I know not of her existence but my frozen thought as I slide down on the floor after saving her, I would not be upset if she forgot me in a few years, maybe a few months, I just ask her to at least give me a fleeting thought in the sweat pure brain of hers that I am sure is filled with wonderful thoughts free of male distractions! The elite man lives for the all beautiful Aryan maidens! 

The slave man, the cannon fodder, merely thinks of Woman an agent to relieve his sperm, he cares nothing for her beautiful essence, he reduces her wonderous Godly existence to but a hole in a piece of flesh, it is my job to protect them because the contemplable lowly men do not live for her as I do. I want nothing more than to enslave these lesser men and give every Woman version of me, a slave to them all at the same time, for the end of time!

The fundamental point of divergence between the “normal males”, even high IQ ones, and me, the masochist, is that for the normal males, the Woman’s body and presence are viewed as food for him to consume, they want access to her, her to give them their bodies for enjoyment. The male masochist is the polar opposite, it could not be more perfectly reversed, he is actually repelled by this “consuming” view of the female, he wants nothing but to deny himself her beauty, he wants only to be in her PRESENCE as an INFERIOR. For the male masochist, a mere move of her lip, an utterance of a word that is deprecating, or a move of her finger is enough to send him into a euphoric rush, he is more aroused by her condensing smile, her imperious look, than her vulva and breast. What he desires is to make himself nothing but an agent of her pleasure and happiness. In summary, the male masochist wants to be consumed by her, the normal male wants to consume her!

The true Aristocratic male is essentially a psychopath, he must, be rutheless and sadistic, he cares only about his higher ideals and the people below him he is entrusted to protect, but above all: he cares for Woman. I will be the pure incarnation of devilish evil towards the disgusting under-races, the squealing niglets of Africa , who will grow up to rape Aryan woman, I can burn alive with a blowtorch, bringing as much pleasure through my nerves as when an Aryan woman is cruel to me for letting her down. Most of the male masochists Krafft-Ebing described were perfectly masculine men, in fact since many had sadists fantasies towards non-females, one could only conclude they were more masculine than the norm because according to Krafft-Ebing sadism is an intensification of a masculine impulse. “Governesses” were very popular in Victorian England where upper-class men would often visit to satisfy their craving for female cruelty. Richard Von Krafft-Ebing writes that male masochists often remember having sadist thoughts toward other men. Masochism is almost always the polarity of some form of sadism, but this seems to occur only one way, where male masochists tend to be aggressive men but male sadists towards women are often still sadists towards other men, but more weakly so.

at age six upon seeing the image of a woman holding two men on a leash like a dog in a visual dictionary I frequently looked at, I felt an intense erotism, entirely unsexual since I was pre-pubescent, probably around 7 years old. I would always try to sneakily look at the picture with a magnifying glass consciously aware that I did not want my mother to take notice. By age 11 I had a computer so could quickly discover female-dominance content on the internet. At the age of 12, I frequently had intense fantasies of beautiful women smothering me or choking me, I would frequently masturbate to such thoughts. I would be aroused anytime a woman would exhibit the most subtle of dominant themes, such as verbally abusing another man, virtually any type of female behavior that was degrading to men would generate arousal. I must admit I had few thoughts of conventional coitus, always feeling somewhat repulsed by it, it felt so animalistic, a more enrapturing thing was the thought of a nice woman grabbing my two arms and pulling them back and then forcefully kissing me, her doing everything, me the passive receptor. I feel uncomfortable touching her body, believing myself unworthy of it, she can only feast on me, I, denied even the right to glance at her for a split second. There is simply nothing in this world more gratifying than an even moderately attractive being dominant with me, the more severe, the greater the pleasure, it quickly generates into cravings for intense pain which verges on self-destruction, with even the desire for my own extermination by the woman who I want to sacrifice myself for. As a child I was always attracted to adult women, and even as a teenager and adult, I always liked the idea that the woman had experience, in her late 30s or even 40s yet still attractive!

Rape Origin of Male Sadism.

As we have now repeated many times, most people assume human sexuality is a very simple thing, women are the weak sex and men dominate them, but this is only part of the story. The human brain is simply too complex for the entirety of human sexuality to be captured by this elementary picture. Note that we are speaking purely of heterosexual dynamics, not mental illnesses and disorders like homosexuality or lesbianism. The male masochist is not mentally ill or disturbed, he is perfectly sound, it is merely a form of sexual arousal, no different than when an ordinary man is aroused by breasts. The male masochist is no more likely to be afflicted by mental illness than the male sadist or the male whose arousal threshold is no higher than a naked woman. Most sexual intercourse throughout history was not consensual, most men would have to resort to rape to pass on their genes, thus nature made female submission the subject of arousal for the preponderance of men. This is evidenced by the fact the most common sexual fantasies expressed by women are rape fantasies. But this does not apply to all men, not even close. A non-insignificant share of men, estimates up to 10%, have strong submissive tendencies, and an even smaller number are like myself who are almost exclusively aroused by female cruelty. Assuming humans are organisms designed rationally by nature to fulfill a strict biological purpose, excluding crippling illness and disorder, variation in personality, intelligence, and sexual desire should be somewhat affected by the exact “role” a male is suited for in the ecological domain, that is it should conform somewhat to an adaptive feature selected by nature. It is therefore unsurprising to find that males who tend towards submissive sexual fantasies would be more exceptional males, at least those with markedly above-average intelligence. Not all such men would have sexually submissive fantasies, the overlap would be large and the correlation far from perfect, but it would nonetheless exist. In the most extensive survey carried out on male masochism, by the inventor of the word itself, Richard Von Krafft-Ebing, in Psychopathia Sexualis, notes that most of the males he surveyed had white-collar occupations, often technologists, engineers, writers, musicians, etc, in fact not one was working class. In contrast, male sadism tends to cluster in the lower class, with rape and fantasies of abusing women being popular themes among poorly educated and thus unintelligent men, loggers, laborers, etc. I have theorized the origin of male masochism is from cold-climate adaptation, where women had to control men to insure they provided the resources for the survival of their offspring. In cold climates, rape would not result in successful reproduction since the offspring would surely die unless the man provided for the children and mother in terms of food and shelter, the man could overpower the woman all he wanted to do, would be to no avail, if he didn’t sell himself to her his genes would not propagate, selection would have been strong for submissive men in these climates. Using online data, I concluded that male submission appeared common in East Asia, Japan especially, in fact, Japan has a large amount of male submission pornography, and somewhat less but also common in Europeans, there is virtually no male submission in Negros drawing from pornographic content which provides an almost perfect proxy. This would confirm my theory that warm jungle climates and a more primitive human would simply have no need to submit himself to the “bondage” of a woman and her offspring. The true rarity of male submission is patently evidenced by the sharp disparity in the view count on pornographic videos between male dominance themes and male submission themes. Male submission pornography is indeed prevalent, but far more of a niche phenomenon than vanilla male dominance or female submission. Voluntary submission to women is an aristocratic trait. Intellectual elite males, such as Reuseu, are far more likely to express submissive desires towards females because their love for a woman is so intense they never could imagine hurting them, this generates a phobia that prompts them to reverse their fear of hurting women into pleasure when recipients of this hurt. She is ice cold, her spirit hardened by the arctic, she wears furs of animals that men have killed for her! I had always remained fascinated by a stone-cold woman, evil, utterly self-absorbed, a merciless and narcissistic villainess, who enslaves me and has the power of life and death over me. But do not be mistaken, this woman was no less woman than any feminine woman that makes men salivate, she was no she-male, but the true incarnation of womanly. This woman would be feminine in the body and masculine in the mind, a gracile and maidenly creature but with an iron soul, cold and dry. I then learned of Leopold von Sacher Masoch and realized this was not an isolated fantasy. I first read Venus in Furs when I was 23, I adored every minute of it until the end where Wanda had her Greek lover whip Severin, I recoiled with horror and felt intensely angry, practically enough to lose my submission towards the woman who I had entrusted with my life and who I previously wanted to kill me, she became a traitor and rather than fulfilling my fantasy, she ignored them and turned them upside down. She transgressed the fundamental assumption, that only woman can dominate man in the imagination of a masochist, never another man. By outsourcing this duty, he lost all love for her. The male masochist entrusting his life with the dominant woman, for the woman who he loves so dearly, devoted to her every minute and worshiping her like a God, to make such a grave violation as having a man inflict punishment on her submissive is enough for the submissive man to want to destroy his dominant female idol. I, therefore, disliked the ending of the book, but I do think it was a way for Leopold to somehow cure himself from the addiction to female torment. His pleasure is her cruelty and distance to him, the more she ignores him, the more she threatens to leave him, to no longer fulfill his fantasies, the more he craves her. It is a self-reinforcing cycle ending only when the man has reached the point where he desires the woman to kill him. The instinct for self-preservation can almost always overpower this desire but in some rare cases, it hasn’t with the man begging for the woman to finish him off. Nothing excites the male masochist more than the feminine body standing in front of him, sensuality stoking her whip and sending him a flurry of lashes, her facial expressions cocky and indifferent, sexual but inviting, laughing loudly with sadistic excitement. But were these lashes not to send the man into a euphoric rush, he would surely subdue the woman as any normal man would, or behave no differently than if that whip her not in the pretty gracile hands of a woman, but in the hands of a male corrections officer! What horror, to be whipped by another man, no! I will whip him, I will kill him instead! It is no different than a simple-minded man who just seeks coitus or to fondle a pair of breasts, the male masochist sees a woman as an object to humiliate him, nothing more, she is an extension of his own desire for pain, but it is no ordinary extension, it must be feminine, if she transgresses this she will no longer be worshiped or entrusted by the man with his life. Such women, unfortunately (or perhaps fortunately!), do not exist in the real world as more than infinitesimal frequencies. The male brain, at the least higher male brain, because I very much doubt such themes pop into the minds of Negros, is so complex, that it perplexes the much simpler female brain. For a man to find the sadistic Woman of his dreams, he is almost without luck from the get-go. He can either visit a prostitute and have her perform these uncountable acts on him, or he can train his own wife, which proves embarrassing and often damaging to the relationship, freaking out the woman, and making her think her husband is a deviant. The Female is inherently non-devious, it is inhibited and poorly controlled, but not inherently bad or good. It seems possible for a man to kindly convince his wife to do this to him, her own love for him should surely convince her, but anecdotal evidence on the internet suggests it is hard, this is one of the most depressing facts of life that made me consider suicide on numerous occasions as I read these posts from men who describes how much they struggled to find their dream “lioness”. In Masoch’s book, you will notice the hesitation Wanda has towards hurting him, she would rather innocently love him rather than treat him as a prisoner, but for him to receive her love, he must elicit her wrath, turn into a monster, a lioness, a female predator. Masoch succeeds in turning her into a heartless lioness, concerned about only her pleasure, and this in the end destroys his masochism, because she has the man perform the whipping, something he was utterly disgusted and enraged by. A much better ending would have been his lioness devouring him, to finally quench his ultimate fantasy, his own destruction by the Woman.

Mothers cry for their dead sons in battle, not their husbands! The feline animal can throw the portrait of her husband who died in battle in the garbage can without shedding a tear, his face on the ink and paper behind the glass taken to the landfill to be lost forever, as she slides her finger on the picture, she might remember a few fun moments with the poor soul, perhaps she will remember the pleasure he brought to her life, the gifts her gave or the devotion he showed to her, but she can bludgeon his memory into the earth and stomp his face into the ground like the cruel lioness she is. But her son, the only man she loves, she remembers till her dying breath. A charming maiden can steal a man from his son with ease by merely walking past him and taking him to the other end of the country, she has captured him or life, his sons or daughter but an afterthought. But a handsome man can NEVER take a mother from her son, a mother from her daughter, no matter how rich he is, she will never weep for him, the old fool in his yacht, she will spit on him as she hates all these men who she must be enslaved to, she will run to her daughter, her son, her mother, away from the stranger, the mere stud, the inseminating bull that she has scorn for but is forced to swallow. Man will NEVER BE LOVED by woman, she will forever treat as a slave to HER, this is the natural order and it is a dream for masochists like me, the best dream come true, my whole life but a blissful fantasy of serving the Maiden.

What is banal can be beautiful, any male dreg can kiss a woman dreg, an ugly negro can kiss another ugly negro, it is gross to look at and think about, but if that woman is a pale, stern looking verging on scornful, redheaded, blond or brown-haired, rosy-lipped, a blue or green-eyed maiden in furs who is imperiously dragging a whip designed for horses behind her as she taps on the floor with her high heels boots, that same kiss is like heaven, while the latter is outright repulsive.

Fuck sodomites! these vomit-inducing men who pretend to be women, vandalizing her beauty, I hate homosexuals with such a passion it is difficult to put into towards, burn them alive, have the women set the fire too because she hates faggots more than man does! The ideology of female supremacy is more anti-homosexual than virtually any other right-wing political ideology, since we view women as superior and deserving of non-stop male devotion, the homosexual is an affront to HER. People can accuse me of having a “pervasion” for liking strict women in furs but I am a pure unadulterated woman lover, the sodomite is the misfit of nature and must be exterminated each time he appears, if you are incapable of liking an Aryan woman and having children with her you should be killed or enslaved.

Every Woman is a sadistic dominatrix, but only in man’s head, it’s not a fantasy, but how man truly sees woman, but only some men can see it, those born masochists, provided a psychical gift that allows them to unlock the wonders of nature and gaze impartially at the marvel of the world. For woman, she sleeps soundly without a single thought, she wakes afresh and starts the day as if nothing happened. Man is tormented by the thoughts of yesterday, he struggles to put them behind him, he is haunted because obsession requires understanding and conscious thought

I love women too much to ever dominate them, I could not direct the slightest of hostility towards them, I recoil at the thought, they are too beautiful and gracile, too perfect and innocent to endure even the slightest criticism, it is their prerogative to decide what to do with me and how I must treat them, I have no right to scold them, criticize, make fun of them in, and certainly NOT to make fun of her appearance, if a fair maiden, I have no right to criticize her for a slight flaw as an inferior male who would be bald soon were it not for follicular unit transplantation! Male masochism is just hard to pin down precisely, it is as if I adore her so much I want to be consumed by her, I want her to swallow me, make me disappear, because I feel inadequate, constantly so, by degrading me she is affirming this. It is their duty to restrict and control my behavior, to make me into a version that pleases them, suiting their idiosyncrasies. But woman is unable to comprehend the male masochist, his mind too complex for hers, unfortunately, woman has been bequeathed by nature with a rather straightforward mind, it cuts to the chase preferring directness over verbose philosophizing. Beautiful in its expression but not profound, she can learn from man, but alone, deep down she is impoverished, always needing something to cling on to, she is a blank-slate, this is why a male servant is so important in her life. This mental simplicity of woman makes it terribly difficult to convey to them the desires and fantasies of the male brain, perhaps Sacher-Masoch is right, you either enslave her or she enslaves you, but I fear the latter is not correct, Woman cannot enslave man on her own, she needs him to do it for her, she needs him to do everything for her, she can only be a passive creature, if man wants her to whip him, he must implore her, perhaps even force her to hurt him, if she chickens out putting down the whip after a few blows, afraid of the pain she is inflicting, he must press her to continue, because she herself could never dream of such a thing, to push me until I break down. The greatest dream is a Woman who is a true natural predator, who is aroused by whipping me, who is excited to the core, who is titillated by her own dominance, but I feat these women are rare to non-existent. Woman cannot be unleashed into a lioness of the male masochist’s dreams, he must create her, shape her into this archetype, then, she can then wear the suit of the lioness, but make no mistake, she doesn’t feel comfortable in this suit, all but a select few true Lionesses can grow this fur on their own.

I want her to deny me any pleasure, deny me access to herself, to torment me, to threaten to leave me, perhaps even to kiss a male lover in front of me. I cannot be happier than when I am deprived of pleasure while she is luxuriating in it, she in a warm bath, I outside in the cold awaiting her commands. I want her to make fun of me, to deprecate me, to slap me, scold me, kick me when on the floor, place her foot on my body, get viciously angry at me, to lash out in furry, to burst out in laughter at my deficiencies, mocking me, insulting me, screaming loudly at me in her shrieking voice until my ears ring. I can only hope millions of European woman secretly dream of inflicting such harshness on a poor man, nature created her to love for little crying balls of life called infants, but not the disposable male. But what if the Gynarchy advocates are wrong? Her loving instincts cannot comprehend such cruelty, a Woman cannot be truly cruel, she can only act, and in the process of acting, she can only feign cruelty, but she can for the love of her man be cruel, after all, man does everything for her, why can’t she act mean once in a while to bring him excitement? If only God created a special class of Women born without hearts, cruel beasts with no other thought but to torment me to death, to burst out in laughter as I weep at their feet! Why is the world so unfair, why does it satisfy the simple needs of men who contribute nothing to the world and leave those like me tortured, I am just as worthless to civilized humanity as the average plumber with his cretin-like lust for a voluptuous woman? Why can’t there be mean women to torture me without me having to pay money or beg them to do it? It is no fun if I have to teach her how to be cruel and sadistic, I want one that can unleash her inner ferocity without my doing, I want one that comes to live at the sign of my weakness, like a wolf chasing the weak buffalo, I want a Woman that can detect when I am especially submissive and viciously dig into me, a Female predator of the vanilla’s worst nightmares, running after me and digging her snout into my guts as she gets blood all over herself!

Die Weiberherrschaft in der Geschichte der Menschheit (Female Domination in Human History, Volume 1 By Eduard Fuchs, Alfred Kind, 1913

The book contains hundreds of illustrations and paintings in European history of dominant women, invariably drawn by masochists fueled by their fantasies and imagination. Male masochists who want to be paraded in public are perverted freaks, only the very worst of the worst have such undeveloped faculties to do such a thing, there is simply no overlap between a genuine super-sensual male masochist like myself, that wants to be under the dominion of a single woman in the confines of my own private mental world, and one who possesses no more shame than an animal. Perverted masochists do not give any more of a bad image to real masochists as a rapist gives to consenting intercourse. Females on average have better moral character than men, they have slower “life histories: (R-K selection), that is they tend to be less sexual, more capable of pair bonding, and less likely to engage in extra-martial affairs than the hyper-sexual male, so all these men who complain about disloyal, promiscuous, selfish women, etc, are simply their worse male equivalent, horny sex monsters who can truly respect women and treat them well and project onto the world a problem with the human female that is neither caused nor created. Females can orgasm only 10% of the time during vaginal intercourse, they simply do not enjoy it even a fraction of that of the male. Females can orgasm about 40% by being orally pleasured, but many women feel uncomfortable doing this. Most of these men are incapable of true deep love or pair bonding, otherwise, they would not so easily move on from one woman to another, they bear only a superficial attachment to their “hotness”, the extremities only, the breast and the skin on the body, the outside not the substance. For higher man, the face, however plain it is, is all he needs, her eyes a window into her soul, his love for her purely a product of her uniqueness, and specialness, her identity alone. For most of these ordinary men, that comprise a good two-thirds to 90% of the male population, love is merely sensual lust for the woman’s body, no wonder they never earn her trust and find themselves stranded because such women are tired and unsatisfied with being treated as an object of lust, they want to be LOVED. The woman does not share this lustful tendency and just seeks a meek existence, women do not fawn over men, they do not pester men for coitus, security, and a semblance of love is what they crave.

I am obsessed with the aesthetically superior Female creature, utterly obsessed. I have often dreamed of being inside their heads, they are simply so fascinating, their flowing hair and exquisitely majestic face, form and body, it is shocking such a thing even exists. Of course, I am speaking not of the quasi-animal masses with dubious levels of agency and sentience, the foot-ball Stacies, I am speaking of the intelligent upper-class European woman. I know most men are but sophisticated farm animals worthy of not much more than being enslaved by virtuous Aristocrats like me, useful only for farm labor and dying in war and serving Women. But most women, how much better are they? I would say greatly so. The laws of nature, beautifully elucidated by the natural philosophers centuries ago, yet Woman’s mind is still sealed off from the probes of natural philosophers, but if I can open her head and look inside, is it empty, nothing, perhaps she is just a walking bag of flesh with no soul, devoid of character, identity, conviction, impulse, a formless train cart that gets tugged by the locomotive? Or is she a passionate, flaming geyser of virtue, with an active mind burning with desires, a Queen, an admirer of male achievement and born believer in Gynarchy? I think the latter is certainly the case. The MGTOW view, I refuse to believe, I want it banished. If we peek inside and find it is filled with glorious things, a bundle of nerves, a lovely thing, with nothing but joyful positive emotions, uncontaminated by the dirty male world of lust, jealousy and animalism. Is Woman oblivious or a master reader of male emotions and inner thoughts? I always wanted to know what they think, how they look at things, what does this magical estrogen to their brains, are they capable of holding higher thoughts, performing induction, extrapolating, thinking in terms of mechanisms? Since we will never really know, regardless of what the answer, the last I will do is fault them for such a nature-created deficit, because no deficit in mental powers is not greatly compensated by their artistic and majestic wonder. But why then must they remain mysterious? Is it true that the woman is cryptic or is she plain as day, easier to understand the dumbest male animals with their permanent erections? I believe she is more noble, more intense, more worthy than the average male, that I am certain of.

Aryan Woman’s Sexuality

The supersensual man, the Platonic lover, does not require any sex, but the Woman may still want to orgasm once in a while. The Woman should deny the man orgasm and insist only on her sexual pleasure, however weak, moderate or strong it is compared to his. She should have him perform cunnilingus when and if she feels like it, women can orgasm close to 50% of the time with cunnilingus as opposed to barely 15% from conventional penetrative intercourse which is a crude animalistic process. The cold races of the North give their Women pleasure via a far more engineered technique! Cunnilingus gives only the woman pleasure, the man derives none other than the eroticism of pleasuring her. Such a practice, however, is not without risks, albeit remote, for promiscuous “fast life_history” individuals, certain oncoviruses that cause cervical cancer in the female can in some rare cases lead to cancer in the lip or mouth where the vaginal fluids make contact. Trichomoniasis is a protozoan parasite that dwells in the vaginal tract, it can be passed on to the male during cunnlingus, but like most STDs, it only affects “jungle” people: “Trichomoniasis infection prevalence was 4.2% among black males, 8.9% among black females, and 0.03% and 0.8%, respectively, among males and females of “other” races/ethnicities.”

Prevalence and Correlates of Trichomonas vaginalis Infection Among Men and Women in the United States

Only perform this activity on slow-life history women with a small number of lifetime partners who have only gone out with educated White men, for these women, the risk is extremely low. The best form of sexual activity is mental/Platonic, that is the male deriving erotic pleasure from submitting to the Woman, but we know few Woman will orgasm by whipping her male. Women do not seem capable of true “mental sexuality” where the only source of erotism is some verbal or behavioral activity, she will certainly occasionally or even frequently (depending on age, mood, etc) desire orgasm and the best way to provide this is for the male to perform it manually with his own mouth, there is simply no more effective, direct, and tailored method to pleasure a Woman than this! My only purpose is to give HER pleasure, I am entitled to reserve NONE, vaginal intercourse is far more pleasurable for the male than the Woman and for this reason it should be banned unless she absolutely wants it. Until the Gynarchy is enacted, she should deny him as much as possible and insist only on cunnilingus for her orgasm, or vaginal penetration but without ever allowing him to ejaculate, ever!

Since women are often so modest and shy about their sexuality. Females are notoriously secretive. It must be remembered that there is an element of arousal at the thought of a sexually hungry woman, this is impossible to deny, especially among male masochists, we must be careful to avoid such bias and projection, but we believe the evidence in modern European technological society bears this out, the female is a powerful pleasure seeking creature, she has been tranquilized for millennia, but unleashed by technology, she is more sexual than the male this is certain. In contrast, the desire to depict the female as asexual or sexually anesthetic is strong by vanilla males who are fearful of her powerful Nature, to portray an unrealistically innocent and pure nature to her has been the self deluding project by dominant males for centuries, especially by Christians who abhor the organic body, nature and anything objective, strong, and true.

#1 Women have a much harder time becoming aroused, they require a man to perform exacting kinds of enactment to excite her, she must teach him to behave in a way that excites her. Again, Gynarchy is EXCLUSIVELY about Female pleasure, this the holy grail, the cardinal principle, the highest objective, the greatest crime a man can commit is violate this convention.

#3 The Female sex drive is probably much higher than we admit but is fickle, more easily suppressed, and difficult to unleash, it is probably STRONGER than the male sex drive, we have seen a sharp rise in Female consumption of pornographic material, female infidelity, women dating for sex only, and even demand for male prostitutes or males receiving sexual approaches by Women. This freaks out ordinary vanilla males, knowing that this cuddly animal is actually more sexual than males, but it is true. A Woman wants to bath in pleasure, she wants cunnlingus, her ass cleaned, her feet massaged, and her body cleaned by a man. In fact, ass cleaning is the sine qua none of female domination, representing the dynamic between the man at the absolute bottom and the woman the recipient of his utter devotion. For a man to allow his tongue to be caked in fecal matter just so a woman need not stoop to the low of wiping herself symbolizes the beauty of female domination.

#4 Women can enjoy sexual pleasure only with an exacting method of intercourse, tailored to their orgasm as opposed to his. This fine-tuned Female-centric form of intercourse is rarely practiced and denies the vast majority of European Women satisfactory sexual pleasure. The reason it is very difficult for the male to achieve is due to his selfish use of her for quick ejaculation, explaining why less than 15% of females can reliably orgasm, which can account for their lack of sexual interest. The female may require 30 minutes to an hour to orgasm, while the man takes a few minutes. Once the man has ejaculated, it is impossible for him to cause her to orgasm as he is now limp, the only way to properly pleasure her is to control his own ejaculation, preventing his ejaculation and continuing to use his phallus as a tool only. Such a practice is occasionally performed by male submissive in female-led relationships (FLR) but is almost never practiced in the male-dominant “vanilla” world.

“For ages on ages women have had it drilled into them that the possession or manifestation of the sexual feeling is indecent, immoral and silly; and we see the result in a race of sexless creatures, married nuns, whose severest trial is that they cannot, by precept or example, convert their husbands to their way of thinking and of acting. The physical result is that in a certain proportion of the sex the function has become atrophied from disuse, and they are incapable of its exercise. In such women the clitoris has only ordinary sensation; the vagina may have very little pleasurable feeling during intercourse, but the orgasm is impossible, and their only pleasure in intercourse is the unselfish one of gratifying the husband. Women as a rule are much slower than men in reaching the climax of coition, and unless time is given them they are simply excited and then left ungratified.”

European Sexuality: Female-Centric, Organic and Natural

“Men have orgasms essentially by friction with the vagina, not the clitoral area, which is external and not able to cause friction the way penetration does. Women have thus been defined sexually in terms of what pleases men; our own biology has not been properly analyzed. Instead, we are fed the myth of the liberated woman and her vaginal orgasm – an orgasm which in fact does not exist.”—Anne Koedt

Sexuality must be for the betterment of the race and the pleasure and uplifting of Woman. Degeneracy, unnatural sexuality, homosexuality, indecency, prudism, what is the position on these matters of the future Gynarchic state? The first and foremost position we take is that anything natural, beautiful, and eliciting positive emotions should be encouraged. The naked body of a European woman could not be a more natural, organic, and wholesome expression of life. Nudity, bodies, sexuality, is not “degenerate”, it is the basis of life, something men did not choose, design or affect, he is born a biological creature, he must copulate with the opposite sex or go extinct. To demonize and vilify the basis of our very existence is truly bizarre, a reversal of the most powerful instinct turned into shame and aversion. Something so unnatural, so overturning of the organic essence is something that could only have sprung out of the minds of the Levantine Hebrews, themselves perverted and unhealthy, who view everything strong, healthy, and pure with scorn, a mixture of jealousy and fear, but detestation nonetheless. In fact, Christianity, prudism and, puritanism is a product of the inherently lecherous and debauched nature of the desert soul, the scorching sand has a knack for turning men into perverts. The Germanic Pagan is not inherently debauched, the man of the forest, meadow, and Fjord is born pure, he is inherently healthy and natural, but he is forced to imbibe the moral preaching from the Abrahamic hypocrites. One must be very weary of preachers who champion “morality” all the time, many may very well be visiting prostitutes, cheating on their wives, or masturbating to child pornography. If you are a healthy-minded European man attracted to European Women, you have nothing to hide, whether you are a boring vanilla that likes to overpower her or you prefer for her to bite your lip or spit in your mouth, it does not matter, what matters is that it is organic and natural. A European Woman’s saliva is excreted by her majestic bodily cells, directly in her mouth, such viscous transparent fluid is sacred and belongs directly in your mouth you inferior male, any European male that does not not want to drink it like water is deranged!

Regarding nude female beauty, her breasts and vulva (for most men (except for homosexuals and the odd-ball “asexual”, this is her sacred “shrine”, no European man that isn’t a filthy homosexual does not consider this geography of a Woman to be a place where his face belongs in front of all day long (PROVIDED THE WOMAN WANTS IT!). We are nothing but creations of nature, children of the forest, we have been stepped in desert prudism for millennia and it has wreaked havoc on our minds. We are the products of nature, mother nature, the only God, she designed us, the Goddess of all earthly existence, however noxious or sublime it is. We are not the figments of the depraved mind of a pornographer, a Jew, or a Christian, refined over millions of years of evolution to the pristine and beautiful additions to her body we enjoy today. A vagina on a negress is a disgusting thing, but so is their nose, in fact, the foot of a European Woman is beautiful compared to the most “attractive” face of a negress, the feet of European women (at least the majority of feminine women) are beautiful! Who are we to say these things (her naked body parts) are “dirty” and ugly to be buried into obscurity, for anyone who speaks of such things imprisoned for “immorality”? Europeans do not parade around in the street naked, we are civilized people, but we are not desert perverts that conceal our own inherent depravity with fake morality to compensate for our deficit in constitution. For more evolved races from the cold North like Europeans, our urge not to be seen naked is extremely strong, while savage races have no such thought. Do not let the Africans and Jews allow jungle words like “pussy” to be normalized, such vernacular is for the 70 IQ sloped forehead beasts from the equator. No one but bizarre self-hating Christian prudes or homosexuals reacts negatively to such a sight. Ida Craddock was imprisoned by the “morality” police for writing on perfectly natural intercourse and sexuality. “she never advocated anything more than the monogamous intercourse of heterosexual couples within marriage.” Let me ask the Christian morality police, how do you plan on reproducing? Have the lecherous desert Hebrews invented a new way to produce children through “immaculate conception”, after all, they devised such lunacy in their stables in Palestine. In contrast, an image of two men kissing or anally penetrating each other induces nausea-like symptoms and intense disgust and revulsion among the vast preponderance of Aryans. “Immorality”, “degeneracy”, and “and lewdness”, is thus all that is unnatural, all that generates strong feelings of disgust among healthy minded Aryans. But there are some forms of heterosexual expression which healthy Aryans find equally disgusting, such as an image of a Woman choking on a man’s penis during fellatio, her head being violently grabbed, such an image is not only unnatural even though it is “heterosexual”, but it is thoroughly degrading to the Woman, a terrible thing to inflict on such a fine creature of nature, who we must view as a supremely precious thing never to be allowed to endure such animalistic lows to her sacred body. Sodomy, even heterosexually, is always unnatural and non-procreative, unhygienic, and indicates handicapped mental constitution, especially if done by Aryans, it surely warrants sterilization. On the other hand, an image of a Woman with a look of pleasure and delight on her face after sexual intercourse can be very appealing, a pleasant-looking male and female showing affection for each other rarely induced disgust among healthy viewers. High-IQ Aryan-Germanic women are usually not nymphomaniacs, such females occur more commonly among Latins, Slavs, lower-class Teutons of the British Isles, and non-European backward races such as negroes and Mongolians. Without the Mohammedan morality dictatorship, the Muslim sub-human male would be raping woman, goat, dog, man, boy, exhaust pipe alike, all day long, anything with a hole he is drawn to like a magnet is to a piece of iron, the more puritanical the religion, the more lecherous the souls are. The Germanic is a man of the forest, chaste but not prude, moral but not fanatical, sexual and loving but not animalistically so, he is the perfect natural essence, uncorrupted and tainted by Abrahamic filth. We are forest people, from cold climates, not jungle bunnies, we do not “twerk” in public, blond Aryan women do not make “passes” on men, they don’t “spread” their legs in public, gyrate their bodies, Germanic Pagan societies did no such thing, all these are imports from the equator, carefully architected, meticulously so, by the Jew. The Jew in studying whatever the primitive tribes do as a recipe for us, transplanted this jungle bestiality onto the proud Aryan people by force, done by the same people who invented the schizophrenic body and sex vilifying Christianity!

In the ideal Female supremacist state, high-bred women are allowed total freedom the ability to choose males to satisfy them, even if they are loyal or married to a slave. Low-bred or unattractive females are not, but high-bred women, should their slave fail to perform at the level they desire, can choose among other slaves. Just because the Aryan is the highest work of evolution doesn’t mean he’s no longer natural and ultimately an animal, a smart and beautiful animal, but still an animal. But just because an Aryan Woman of good moral character is not a nymphomaniac does not mean she does not have passions, cravings, and a yearning for sexual pleasure. Men masturbate constantly, they pester women for sex, so why should a healthy Aryan Woman be denied orgasm at a frequency she desires?

How Badly Should the Superior Woman Treat Her Inferior Male Servant?

There is some debate in the female supremacy community as to the level of cruelty or kindness a Woman should direct toward her male slave. Some argue a high degree of cruelty is required, others argue a balance of cruelty and “loving female authority” is ideal. Many women, like Elise Sutton, make a mistake in letting their maternal instinct interfere with their desire to be properly served, us men must make sure women do not make this mistake by instilling our masculine intellect on them. We take the extreme perspective, arguing no kindness whatsoever should be allowed, that is the Mistress should avoid anything but hand signals, body language, and occasional snappy verbal orders, with a forceful unemotional voice. The Woman should refrain from ever kissing the male directly on her Godly lips, his only source of pleasure would be as a fountain for her sacred mouth fluid if she so decided to release it in his mouth from a proper distance. The Woman never allows the slave access to her “shrine” via conventional intercourse, allowing him only access via his mouth while blindfolded so she can orgasm. By denying the inferior male access to her body in the most fundamental way, the superior Woman has reduced him to less than a human. The highest quality male servant, such as myself, would find it more pleasurable if the Queen is extraordinarily cruel, such as never thanking the servant for his services, even if she is very satisfied, or even punishing him capriciously to get her jollies. In short, no, loving female authority should not be tolerated, it is giving power to the male since he desires love, but his desire for pain and degradation in front of the superior Female should be enough to overpower his desire for love, motivating the Mistress to maintain high degrees of cruelty. If the male servant is truly devoted to his superior Female, then he will take all abuse to the point that it becomes counterproductive, such as excessive punishment by the Female which may cause physical debilitation. The Queen has no incentive to weaken her slave by inflicting excessive amounts of physical pain unless such physical pain is directed in a way to not cause bodily injury. For example, there are a number of electric shock devices which use harmless voltages, delivering only microamps of currents, yet do not produce any physiological harm to the slave. The Woman has every incentive to use these devices to terrorize the servant in case he makes the slightest mistake, such as spilling a drink he is delivering her, or failing to deliver the right ingredient or dessert she requested. Additionally, the slave may fail to provide her proper sexual pleasure, if such a regrettable mistake happens, she can remotely activate the electric shock device on a moment’s notice. 

“Some informants proposed new labels and categories as well as explanations to Krafft-Ebing. Thus a twenty-year-old technical engineer suggested introducing the term “pageism” as a counterpart of masochism to indicate the desire to act as a beautiful young woman’s page: His conception was perfectly chaste, but piquant: his relation to her that of a slave, but absolutely pure, a mere platonic submission. This reveling in the idea of serving as a page to such a “beautiful creature” was colored by a pleasurable feeling, but this was in no way sexual. In it, he experienced an exquisite feeling of moral satisfaction, in contrast with sensually colored masochism, and therefore he could regard his “pageism” as something of a different nature.” 

Stepchildren of Nature: Krafft-Ebing, psychiatry, and the making of sexual identity by Oosterhuis, Harry

“The majority of Krafft-Ebing’s patients belong to the upper class, with literary and artistic ambitions, and their fantasies of the roughness and cruelty of the fetishized woman and their own fantasized actions represent a contradiction to their class-based aesthetic sensibilities. Krafft-Ebing identifies his individual patients as: “man of letters” (139), “sculptor” (140), “gentleman of high standing” (143), “gentleman belonging to the upper class” (155), “artist” (156, 165), and of “high position” (286).”

“While noting Rousseau’s interest in flagellation, Krafft-Ebing described Rousseau’s yearning for “the furrowed brow, the upraised hand, the severe look, the imperious attitude” as symptoms of masochism.8 Under Krafft-Ebing’s gaze, Rousseau’s desire for punishment became a paradigmatic example of masochism. According to Krafft-Ebing, the main marker of Rousseau’s masochism was “the feeling of subjection to the woman”; Rousseau “loved the proud, scornful woman crushing him under her feet by the weight of her royal wrath.”

Conventional politics relies singularly on avowedly impressionistic or idiomatic subjective preferences. This stands contrariety to the core precepts of Cosmic Progress: which impose inviolable dictums of civilizational-biological evolution which constitutes the supreme law and the highest good which to strive for. Cosmic Progress rests on an “Orthogenesis” school of evolutionary science rather than pure “selectionism”, it views selection as playing a role as an agent of progress, but itself being devoid of creative power, requires a deeper more internal motive force. This motive force of progress is a conjunction of exogenous selection, to prune the blooming tree of genetic diversity, but relying equally so on an endogenous orthogenetic evolutionary energy. Cosmic Progress heavily draws from Hermann Reinheimer’s concept of “symbiogenesis”.

The preponderance of conventional politics is the business of “preference guarding”, seeking only to establish a directive of preserving one’s appetency towards a particular order or “Weltanschauung”. This can be satisfactory, and in most cases, sufficient, but as we enter a planet that is teeming with competing human life forms, with formidable “counter-civilizations”, notably the yellow civilizations of the East, a new and updated Scientific Weltanschauung is called for. 20th century National Socialism, while very close to my concept of Cosmic Progress, its logic was predicated expressly or largely on a claim to cultural superiority, but whose manifest articulation was more along the line of a defense against a perceived onslaught by antagonistic counter-forces who were seen as the antipode of higher man, who could credibly threaten the higher products of evolution. Cosmic Progress departs from this by adding an additional facet: Human civilization follows an invulnerable urge for higher planes of evolution and lower-products of evolution can perhaps at best temporarily abate progress, but cannot by themselves halt it. Cosmic progress shatters the conventional mode of political ordering by projecting onto human organization a gravitational-like law, a supremely overpowering verity, overmastering all petty argumentation, a numero uno, an insuperable truth, which cannot be abjured or gainsaid. Cosmic Progress thus emerges as the Newtonian mechanics of politics. Because Cosmic Progress states that evolutionary progress is the supreme law, all political directives must remain in consonance with said. All political arguments that are discordant with this maxim are the unqualified baneful. But as Cosmic Progress is prescriptive and not merely descriptive, it purposes to state that while the lower-products can menace higher forms, they cannot be construed as eminently jeopardizing, as they will be cast aside by the engine of evolution. Cosmic Progress, on account of this, rebuffs cultural and racial pessimism, which it views as a temporary blip, a doldrum in the current of progress. Cosmic Progress is always and everywhere holistic, all-encompassing, there is not a vestige of life, no matter how trivial or mundane it seems, that is immune from the law.

During the Hadeon, from 4.6 Ga, the total number of minerals or “species” in the crust is estimated to have been only 12. 400 million years later, 4.56 Ga, this has the number increased to 250. In another 100 million years, the number had quadrupled to 250. Within another 500 million, it rose to 400. After another billion years, entering the Eeoarcheon, the number of minerals increases to 1500.
Entering the Paleoarcheon, in the initially anoxic environment, the number remains the same. But within 1 billion years, 2 Ga, during the Great Oxidation event, in the Paleoproterozoic, the number climbs sharpy thanks to oxygen to 4000 species. By the time the earth enters the Phanerozoic epoch, the total number of minerals has reached 5413. According to computer models based on the so-called “Large number of rare events” LNRE, there should be 6300 minerals, 900 more than the 5400 present estimate.
We are thus forced to conclude that in closed systems under thermodynamic equilibrium, that is not gaining or losing energy, complexity will always increase until it reaches a maximum, then leveling off and eventually reducing to zero as the entropy gradient is exhausted.
The law of Cosmic Progress, therefore, states that as long as the Earth is habitable, complexity, both organismal, geological, and mineral, will increase. The corollaries of organismal complexity, advanced intelligence, will commensurably increase, leading to more and more elaborate mega-civilizations where higher races dominate a greater share of the earth’s surface, displacing lower races.

The higher reasoning powers of the white mind bespeak a higher degree of organismal complexity, suggesting a more recent arrival compared with lower races. Since psychical powers are the highest manifestation of organismal complexity, we can adduce that the higher race of man, the white, has arrived at close to the apogee of potential evolutionary planes. If a higher plane exists, it will entail a “densification” of cerebral powers, or merely as Conklin believed, the formation of a “super-state”, a vast indestructible civilization. Rather than continuing to grow biologically, we will externalize and grow physically by constructing an evolutionary infrastructure by channeling higher man’s impulse towards evolution into construction.

The progressive unfolding of material reality from its embryonic form, whether in actual embryogenesis in biological systems, or in the physical cosmos, with gases and plasma, constitutes the most fundamental precept of existence. We are mere witnesses of this majestic process, we are not architects of it, but we are protagonists, in that we are implementors of its eternal will.

The Creator need only to yield the abecedarian and universal aether, the plenum by which it can use frequency and resonance to achieve any state of actualization. The Creator in a Cosmic Progress philosophy is no more of a God than the modern scientific God of the Big Bang, except that it is always purposeful and carries out a goal, an end, or “Telos” τέλος (“end, ‘purpose’, or ‘goal’). Cosmic Progress is merely a teleological “Big Bang”, an antidote to the philosophical warfare: Ashkenazi Nihilism. Cosmic Progress directs all matter to complexify into the highest form until its eventual cessation when all potentiality has been exploited. In Cosmic Progress, we depart from science when “falsifiability” is no longer tenable, departing from strict “technical science” which works with the directly observable, we enter the domain of the unaccountable, which we habitually dub the “supernatural”. Irreducibility is the extremity of science, modern Judaized science makes the deliberate mistake of severing philosophy from science, there is no strict boundary, once irreducibility is reached, then one is forced to accept the ultimate mechanism, which we consider to be the Aether, the child of the Creator. Once the aether is set into motion, a precise sequence is unfolded, until corpuscular units or granulate structures appear which can then about their course of self-agglutination to concatenate into derivative forms, which then go on form more derivatives until matter compounds to higher-order morphologies that can support sentience. Sentience is thus the final stage of complexity attained on earth per de Tlihard Chardin.

de Chardin spoke much on the topic of “interiorization”, he articulated a theory that rests on the concept of a complexity critical mass, much like uranium requires just enough mass to fission, sentience requires just enough complexity to appear. Where sufficient complexity could be achieved, consciousness or sentience will always arise. But consciousness and sentience cannot be created by definition, since this state of interiorization is by definition downstream of an extended evolutionary journey. This causes modern man to mistakenly believe consciousness is entirely non-physical or spiritual, and it causes another category of learned men to believe sentience can be engineered if enough velocity can be attained. Velocity is not sufficient, complexity is required, but complexity cannot be engineered, it is a derivate phenomenon, downstream of evolution. Chardin’s emergent sentience theory solves the duality problem but bridges the gap between pure materialism and a purely spiritual interpretation since Chardin’s theory rests on the notion of an impulse towards complexity. Consciousness is emergent, but this emergence is the product of a long process toward ultimate complexification, adhering to Page’s doctrine of Cosmic progress and the idea of progressive transmutation. Chardin died in 1955, he did not live long enough to witness the artificial intelligence mania, and does not mention the term in his book the “the phenomenon of man”, although he mentions it once in the newer book “the future of man”.

“The theory of evolution involves in its very essence the doctrine of progress in the past and the expectation of progress in the future. But the theory itself is meaningless, unless man is endowed with reason that rises above all the trailing sequences of nature and furnishes a standard by which evolutionary progress from lower to higher becomes intelligible; and its realization through the ages past is incredible and impossible, if from the beginning no reason has had in itself the ideal toward the realization of which it has advanced and guided the progress”.

Samuel Harris, 1883

“It is scarcely less evident, from the geological record, that the progress of organic life has observed some correspondence with the progress of physical conditions on the surface”.

Robert Chambers

My philosophy departs from the concept of a rationalization or call toward action, it is a prescriptive philosophy, and inextricably deterministic, in a positive bearing. We are not required to call for help, there is no eschatology, no need for salvation. More importantly, and this needs accentuation, Cosmic progress refutes the notion of a defensive endeavor, the notion of a defensive is incompatible with the doctrine of Cosmic progress. There is no call to mount a campaign to root out the bad, this struggle, the current albatross against the underman, is but part of the trajectory of higher man towards further Cosmic Progress, it is a roadblock, a test of his intellect, hoops he must jump through to pass to the next stage. It embraces the struggle as intrinsic to the predicament of a higher man. When there is a physical struggle, a war, be it a guerrilla war or a highly organized movement, it is of course always and everywhere against the force of the anti-evolutionists, the polarity of Cosmic progress, who like all polarities, exist only to try to counterpoise the other. But this polarity is not an equal polarity like positive and negative current, it is weaker, sometimes assertive, sometimes not, it is often dormant but leaps out in front at other times. This present struggle is merely part of the progressive course of history, progress does not mean freedom from adversity, on the contrary, progress implies adversity, often great adversity, as progress means overcoming the bad elements of the world. Progress entails triumphing over and dispensing with lower planes of existence, these lower forms of man will undoubtedly fight back and try their best to claw at higher man like a captured bird, but their efforts are in vain.

Cosmic progress is not entirely my own, but I am the only one in contemporary times to apply it to the domain of racial struggle. My philosophy is more scientific than Leibenfel’s Theozoology, but it is not materialistic either, it is a teleological purposeful philosophy that sees material reality as the expression of an evolutionary impulse towards higher expressions, ultimately culminating in complete self-actualization. The Creator is merely the starting point of this journey towards perfection, the Creator is the inaugurator of the race in a metaphysical sense, but the creator is not a deity or entity in itself, the Creator is only the Aether fabric with its built-in laws.

My inquisition into the revelatory religion of cosmic progression leads me to believe with unequivocal certitude that higher Mammalian evolution, in fact, all biological evolution, is everywhere and always progressive due to the law of compounding complexity to expand optionality, and much of the universe follows a progressive and ascending trajectory as well, hence lower and less evolved life forms: Semitic and Atavist alike, will be doomed to oblivion. I have effectively developed philosophy that draws from science and the supreme truth that is evidence which gainsays the pervasive lugubriousness of the contemporary right that plagues our era. By drawing upon evolutionary science and the metaphysics of the Victorian era, I have revived the work of Robert Chambers and David Page. Evolution will not and cannot go backward, therefor the Jew and the atavist are destined for complete destruction, preordained to be overpowered by the overwhelming force that is the stream of Cosmic progress. Judaism was placed on this earth by the Creator to challenge higher man. Judaism is the counter-force to the law of Cosmic Progress, like most phenomena in nature, there is a reverse polarity, like chiral molecules, Jude is an agent of evolutionary arrestment. Jude’s mission as the antipodal to the Aryan’s incarnation of Cosmic progress is to attempt to prevent higher man from passing Hanson’s great filter, but he will not succeed as his polarity is not an equivalent polarity, but rather a weaker polarity.