"Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind" - Dr. Seuss

Dig this sweethawts, cus you inspired this entry.

slut (noun)

1. A woman considered sexually promiscuous.

2. A servant girl.

3. A female dog; a bitch.

... or ...

ahem

To be a slut or not to be... that is the question.

When I first got into the world of D/s, I could not stand it when a fellow Lifestyler referred to me, or themselves as a "slut". I found the term to be most offensive, and quite deragoatory.

Why?

Think about it...

*We want to be good; we want to indulge our sexual desires; we've been told that indulging our sexual desires is bad. A slut is someone who indulges his or her sexual desires beyond a point deemed appropriate by an anti-erotic culture. We are raised to believe that sluts are bad. We want to be sluts, but we don't want to be sluts. Internal warfare erupts. We fight our desire.

We struggle to control ourselves. In the end we pull the rug out from under ourselves and cry in pain as we crash into deep reality; the metaphysical ground of our being. We are sluts who despise all sluts, and thus we despise ourselves. This is the origin of the concept of "original sin." It is also the origin of nearly all misogyny. Mythologically, woman became the instrument of man's fall. Womankind became the flame - - warm, beautiful, and attractive - - that draws mankind in to an eternal fiery death.

Butcha know what?

I came to love being called a slut.

For one to be a slut, female or male... it does not mean they go slutting around... you can be the world's biggest whore so long as you have the confidence of yourself not to feel ashamed.

Me?

Yea, I'ma slut - and yes I can provide references.

Do I enjoy being recognized as a slut?

You can bet your whorish ass I do.

Why?

Cus a slut has enough self worth, and recognition to see what she wants... who she wants.. and I'll be fucking damned if she doesn't take it.

The modern "go getters" of today.

... am I a slut to all Men in my life? No. Slut-dom is saved for Papi, just as everything else within my grasp is... my mind, piece of my soul, my body.... that all belongs to Papi.

I'm sure I'll get one or two slams for such an opinion, and for those that feel the need to preach about Women's Lib...

I suggest takin' a look in the mirror, seeing what you have to offer others, define it within yourself...

Then kiss my tushy.

In closing...

I am a slut, and damned proud to say and be.

Suggested Read: The Ethical Slut by Dossie Easton

*excerpt taken from Embracing Your Inner Slut

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