feminism
How sexuality plays into the feminist movement.
The Paradox of the Threshold
There is a distinct difference between an empty canvas and a force of nature. Most people who enter the lifestyle are looking for a neat, predictable exchange—a quiet checklist of rules, a structured script, and a partner who fits perfectly into a pre-cut mold without ever causing a ripple. They want a trophy to display or a passive reflection to validate their own position. But true authority isn't tested in the calm shallows; it is proven when it meets a current that refuses to be easily broken.
By Syl De'Vil6 days ago in Filthy
The Sovereign Quest
Let’s be entirely real: the traditional fairy tale manual is completely broken by the time you hit forty-five. The old-school scripts insist that to find a knight, a woman has to lay her entire soul out on a silver platter, bare her deepest vulnerabilities, and essentially offer her life up like an all-you-can-eat buffet just to get a man to notice the castle. But when you are already running a bustling kingdom, raising a full house of kids, and surviving the nightly chaos of insomnia, putting everything on the table just feels exhausting. If you have to strip down your soul and hand over a cheat code just to get a guy to step up, you aren't auditing a hero—you’re just doing all the heavy lifting for him.
By Syl De'Vil6 days ago in Filthy
Oceans Embrace.
The Intimate Merge The ocean wasn’t an ocean tonight. It was a pulse. It was a slow, heavy thrum beneath the arches of her bare feet, vibrating through the dark floor like a deep, rhythmic bass-line that targeted the center of her chest. The darkness around her wasn’t cold; it was thick, dense, and close, shimmering with a heavy warmth that felt like a crowded room stripped down to a single person. She couldn’t see her own hands, but she could feel the geometry of the space—she could feel the way the air pressed against her bare skin, mapping her, trapping her heat.
By Syl De'Vil17 days ago in Filthy
I wonder what made me like it so much
I love being submissive. Not just sexually, but in life too. Being of service is something I crave, maybe even being a little dismissed. That is why I went into food service. What better environment to fulfill my submissive needs? Of course, I can't exactly ask my boss to put me on my knees and tell me I'm a good girl, but I can always say "Yes sir" when he sternly asks me to get more to-go boxes ready.
By Olivia Minichiello24 days ago in Filthy
He Just Wanted Her Nipples Sucked
Already about two weeks on the road, after exploring parts of South India and Southern Malaysia, I made my way up north-east and arrived on the secluded tropical paradise of Perhentian Islands by ferry, cruising through crystalline turquoise waters. Sunglasses on, dressed in worn-out hippie attire, my entire solo nomadic life packed into a six-kilo backpack.
By Zohan Khan2 months ago in Filthy
How to Talk About Your Desires Without Shame
This post is for both the men and the women who read it. Men are afraid to talk about their desires and fantasies because they are afraid that their girlfriend or wife will judge them or freak out some how. Women are afraid to talk about their desires and fantasies because they are afraid that their boyfriend or husband will either think less of her or he will possibly take it too far. The sad result is that everybody stays silent, despite both of them often having similar wants and desires. Sad all around, really.
By Timothy A Rowland3 months ago in Filthy
The Difference Between a Bitch and a Woman Surviving Constant Abuse and Trauma
There is a word society loves to throw at women who stop cooperating. Bitch. It appears the moment a woman develops boundaries. The moment she says no. The moment she questions authority. The moment she stops smiling on command. The moment she refuses to provide endless emotional labour, sexual access, caregiving, forgiveness, money, energy, attention, or compliance.
By THE HONED CRONE5 months ago in Filthy
On Modesty. Content Warning.
Introduction I have written about this before, how the human body must be covered in the name of modesty. I will probably repeat a lot of points that I have previously made but they do need repeating. I often say to people who remark on the number of Vocal stories I publish, that I am a bit like a newspaper, you just read the bits that catch your eye and interest you.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 5 months ago in Filthy





