Dear feminists

Dear feminists here...
There’s something inherently arousing
about the Patriarchy, isn’t there?

Men mansplaining to you,
Their objectifying gaze, belittling you,
Your brain tells you this is not the way,
Equality, fairness, the path they would sway,

Yet deep within, a secret pleasure stirs,
As unconventional desires begin to blurr.
your body betrays you, your slit gets wet
As they witness a girl licking boots that displays.

A strange excitement, nipples rise, oh dear,
Fantasies of submission, so raw and clear.
Forced acts, degrading, your minds conceive,
As feminist friends may scoff and leave.

Yet here you are, back on Tumblr's page,
Enthralled by porn that inspires a feminist's rage.
edging to the most degrading porn,
where women are humiliated, their dignity torn

The guilt, it lingers, but gives a thrill,
Taboos, desires, causing a fiery chill,
Seeking worship of men, against the script,
Makes forbidden pleasure so hard to resist.

If only, just once, you could taste,
Being slapped, devoured, and embraced,
Cum on your faces, boots licked in delight,
A Master commanding, a submissive's flight.

Oh, Miss Feminist, you've ventured too far,
Crossing the line, following your heart's memoir,
No returning, the red line has been passed,
Feminism's gaze forever altered, steadfast.

Welcome, they say, to the world you've feared,
Embracing natural inequality, endearing and seared,
The Patriarchy beckons, as you take its hand,
A dance of surrender, a journey unplanned.