Actually a lot women enjoy it. I know a few, though most are too timid, or too scared, or too brainwashed to admit. And most importantly, it’s private, and no one would never even mention it in a polite conversation, but a majority does enjoy, secretly, in dimmed light, behind locked doors. In fact, I wouldn’t be surprised if some weak men enjoy that too. There is nothing wrong with “it”, that which has no name, that which no one dares to utter in public. Because there is something inherent in a human being’s desire to submit, to be punished, to be enslaved. Perhaps that is why slavery is so appealing to so many. Human beings need to belong, and in their needs to belong, they need to be subjugated, they crave to be tortured and humiliated by their master. The master is a rarer and much finer bred human being. Most of the alleged, supposed, putative masters do not nearly have the strength or the capacity to be masters. A master is destined by his genetic superiority, or he is a genetic anomaly which makes him more powerful, more intelligent, more adaptive, and more resilient. He proves himself through leadership, conquest, war, governance, rape, murder, and arson. He is a superior type, and he propagates his superior genes through conquered women.
I wouldn’t be surprised if all asian women actually want to be conquered. In her humiliating defeat, she is impregnated with superior genes and she is blessed with superior children who are a little more fit to survive. It might take generations, millenniums, and even billions of years—but what are 9 zeros in the vast infinite span of time and universe? Blinking of an eye—to improve this creature, to become superior, to become more intelligent, more powerful, and to become … the ultimate goal, to become god. Modern humans are still too far away to observe their own evolution.
In my tortures I feel emotive catharsis; in my submission I feel fulfilled; in my humiliation His will is done—the natural order of the universe is once again restored and by acting through me, I have created my inner peace, my little paradise and my little adorable God, my child. I love being tortured, and I am unashamed to say it, because I know a higher order has planned my torture. It is something beautiful. It is the will of life acting through my suffering.