This is not a roleplay prompt, I am looking for chats and conversations, not RPs.

I hate feminists. I grew up in a feminist "progressive" household where women were treated as equals to the men and I, too, was indoctrinated into that belief. And I was miserable. I didnt understand why, but I felt awful, like an alien, out of place and never fitting in. I did my part to portray being feminist, I went to these weird rallies and protests, I spoke up against misogyny and crimes against women, all because thats what I was taught. That belief was so deeply rooted in myself that I had accepted it as the truth, and my being sad, depressed and unfulfilled had to come from something else. Feminism being the reason didnt even occur to me.

And then I met my first boyfriend. He was everything I was taught to hate and stay away from. Arrogant, selfish, misogynistic and decidedly anti-feminist, and additionally he was a good twenty years older than me, I was 19 at the time. At first it wasnt too apparent, he knew how to mask it well but everytime his true self slipped through it just drew me in more. For the first time in my life I felt understood, I felt right. I trusted him, more than anyone else and I told him, and once I did, he understood me too and he educated me properly. He taught me about the place of a woman, he showed me what it means to be alive and to be true to myself.

And dont get me wrong, it wasnt always pleasant. In fact, Id say most of the things he did with and to me were not pleasant for me at all. But they were for him, and that was all that mattered. When he came, I came, when he smiled, I smiled, and when I cried, he smiled.

Two years I was with him, two years of abuse, toxicity, gaslighting and manipulation, two years of hell and bliss in one. He broke me, he broke my feminist shell and released what was underneath, a misogynistic slave to the patriarchy, and I have never been more happy and fulfilled.

Nowadays, I know my place. When a man says kneel, I kneel. When he says swallow, I swallow, be it cum, piss or shit or anything else. When they catcall me and tell me to show them my tits, I lift up my top and smile. When men grope me in the train I lean into them and grind against their cocks.

I get wet and weak for abuse and misogyny. True abuse and misogyny that is. Not some play-acting with aftercare, not some playful insults. Abuse designed to hurt me deep down, to stay with me and fuck with my head.

Feminism is a blight on our society, it forbids men to be men and women to be women. I know my purpose now, but sadly too many people, men and women are still indoctrinated, and it is very hard to find the men who truly understand and are not afraid to take what is owed to them.