I'm in my 40's and I'll be straight-forward, I can at times be a bit promiscuous. It's not an acting out thing, it's a I know what I want, don't want and I'm not about to play games about it. Sometimes I have a high sex drive and I don't always want a serious relationship to go along with it. So, I try to be an "ethical slut".
Most of the time, I'd shed the sexual/body shame I grew up with, but something happened last summer that shook me pretty bad.
I won't call it rape. I was consenting to sex. I was seeking sex. I was expecting sex. I would have been OK with sex, even lousy sex.
What I got was violence.
I met a guy on a dating site. He said he was bi and wanted to have a threesome with another guy because he wasn't ready to go it alone to be with a guy. I agreed. We met and I told him what I was cool with and what I was not cool with.
We got to the other guy's house and started messing around. It was ok at first, but then it hurt, so I tried to just move, but they had me pinned. So I said it hurt, that I wanted to change positions or something. The second guy basically held me down and said "take it, b****"
So, first guy got in on that. I kept complaining, saying, "OW, stop, that hurts, please don't." so even though beforehand I said no oral because I have a horrendous gag reflex. First guy shoved a pillow under my head and straddled my face. I couldn't complain then.
When they were done, I just asked to go home. At first I told myself they were just nervous, inexperienced, lousy...
I went to the bathroom and nearly passed out from the pain. I was more torn up than after giving birth! (I have 3 kids and always ended up with stitches stem to stern) I couldn't even walk for a week. I told my roommate and he took me to see my doctor. By that time I had physically healed, but I felt so ashamed and hurt. I wanted someone to just come hold me and tell me everything was going to be ok.
I didn't feel safe reporting it because 1. first guy has guns, knows where I (and my kids) live and works at the jail. 2. I had agreed to sex before we even met.
That was last summer, as the weather turns warm I am finally feeling like I'm getting my sex drive back, but I'm also angry that this happened. I vacillate between wondering what I could have done to avoid it and just being angry that these guys when given an opportunity for perfectly consensual sex, had to be violent instead. And, I do feel kind of defensive, like a past T I told about it, kind of dismissed it like it was just bad sex.
It's more like if you offer your hand for someone to shake but they punch you in the face instead. It was assault, it just happened to be with a sexual weapon. So yeah, I'm mad.
Thanks for listening.
Most of the time, I'd shed the sexual/body shame I grew up with, but something happened last summer that shook me pretty bad.
I won't call it rape. I was consenting to sex. I was seeking sex. I was expecting sex. I would have been OK with sex, even lousy sex.
What I got was violence.
I met a guy on a dating site. He said he was bi and wanted to have a threesome with another guy because he wasn't ready to go it alone to be with a guy. I agreed. We met and I told him what I was cool with and what I was not cool with.
We got to the other guy's house and started messing around. It was ok at first, but then it hurt, so I tried to just move, but they had me pinned. So I said it hurt, that I wanted to change positions or something. The second guy basically held me down and said "take it, b****"
So, first guy got in on that. I kept complaining, saying, "OW, stop, that hurts, please don't." so even though beforehand I said no oral because I have a horrendous gag reflex. First guy shoved a pillow under my head and straddled my face. I couldn't complain then.
When they were done, I just asked to go home. At first I told myself they were just nervous, inexperienced, lousy...
I went to the bathroom and nearly passed out from the pain. I was more torn up than after giving birth! (I have 3 kids and always ended up with stitches stem to stern) I couldn't even walk for a week. I told my roommate and he took me to see my doctor. By that time I had physically healed, but I felt so ashamed and hurt. I wanted someone to just come hold me and tell me everything was going to be ok.
I didn't feel safe reporting it because 1. first guy has guns, knows where I (and my kids) live and works at the jail. 2. I had agreed to sex before we even met.
That was last summer, as the weather turns warm I am finally feeling like I'm getting my sex drive back, but I'm also angry that this happened. I vacillate between wondering what I could have done to avoid it and just being angry that these guys when given an opportunity for perfectly consensual sex, had to be violent instead. And, I do feel kind of defensive, like a past T I told about it, kind of dismissed it like it was just bad sex.
It's more like if you offer your hand for someone to shake but they punch you in the face instead. It was assault, it just happened to be with a sexual weapon. So yeah, I'm mad.
Thanks for listening.