Blue Pill Example

Red Pill Recovery

I was inspired by UCC's /u/theultimatecad 'srecent thread and tried a little experiment that both broke fight club and violated Actions Not Words.

IDGAF!

Be advised that I have the Ban window open and an itchy trigger finger today so test me motherfuckers.

Initiated sex two days in a row. Shot down, brutally, two days in a row. In response to the second I schizophrenically withdrew and locked myself in my office to work on my book.

A couple hours later she comes in my office sarcastically announcing that "we can have sex now if you must."

My reply?

"Nah, I don't want to have sex with your fat belly, your lack of enthusiasm and your stretched out pussy that I can barely feel. You are just not attractive enough to me that I can have sex with you all the time."

Passive - Aggressive? You bet! Cruel? Perhaps, but with a clear purpose.

You would have thought I slaughtered a puppy right in front of her. Naturally she teared up immediately and pulled back as if I had slapped her.

I was not going to submit to her emotional manipulation, not this time: "Hold that feeling inside sweety. Multiply it by about 3 times and add about 1,000 times the sexual frustration, anxiety, and humiliation and you will have a tiny glimpse of how I feel every time you turn me down." For once her big fucking mouth opened but no sound came out.

Then I left the house and went to the library to post this. I will go to the bar and watch the game next and do some approaches and number closes. She can do all of the little bullshit tasks for Thanksgiving that she thought her little bitch was going to do for her today.

Fuck....me....or.....fuck.....you.

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Edit: Ladies, gentlemen, and non-men, this public service announcement was twofold:

First, keep your cool and don't be a dumbass. Stoicism is attractive. Striking out like an immature schoolboy is not. Righteous anger is one thing, being a dick is another. Straddle the line but don't go over like I did.

Second, even guys who KNOW this stuff sometimes fuck up. Hell, I fuck up all the time! It is not what you KNOW, it is what you DO.

Let me point out as some contributors already have that my wife has an Iron Will and a Steel Constitution. She is an attorney who represents White Collar Criminals and negotiates multi-million dollar deals. My special snowflake is not going to break and she doesn't get her self-identity and self-worth from her pussy. What I said was way, way out of line, but this girl is a stubborn ice princess and it takes some even icier water to get her attention sometimes.

Again, I don't recommend this and this is NOT an example of how to behave. This is a field report of a royal fuck up. Don't be that guy!

I had a lot of fun with this thread and was able to get my head back on straight. Thanks guys- and especially Vamp. For some reason when she said "Ouch for your wife" it hit me. I was angry and let my anger take over and deliberately struck out trying to hurt my wife. It worked.

Except that is not OI and it is not leadership.

So last night I took the lead. I came home from watching the game around 5:00 p.m. and my wife was already in bed with the bedroom door locked. Of course I picked the lock.

She threw up LMR's like a One Night afternoon stand with a slutty Church girl on Sunday after morning nightclub (aka "Church"). First she pretended to be asleep. Then she pretended to be insensate. Then she pretended to be tired as I undressed. Then she said "How could I be in the mood when you are such a dick."

I held her close and looked deep into her tightly closed eyes:

"Sweetheart, you know that was your fault."

Her eyes snapped open and she scowled and gave me one of those: 'Are you fucking kidding me' looks before I continued.

"You have known since we got married that I am a huge asshole."

She threw her head back and put a hand on her forehead.

"Did your Red Pill buddies tell you to say that?"

"Come on, you know that is from Athol Kay."

She rolled her eyes again and I smiled and kissed her, trying to force her mouth open with my tongue. She pulled back, looking at me abashed and more than a little pissed. "I haven't even brushed my teeth today."

"That's OK, you know how much I like the way you taste."

"Whatever, I'm not going to kiss you, I am sleeping."

At that point I started to pull off her clothes and she was suddenly awake.

"What are you doing?"

"I am going to fuck my hot wife." She passively let me do what I wanted but was clearly distracted and not into it at all. I rolled her onto her side into a new position I have been wanting to try (missionary position with her laying on the side is a "weird angle" that my wife always refused). I figured since she was going to Starfish anyway, I would try that.

What I didn't expect is her to start doing Kegels and squeezing me. "Holy Fuck," I groaned and she suddenly started to get into it, squeezing and squirming so that I was spent in record time.

As I rolled off her on my back she blandly said: "I'm glad my fat belly didn't get in the way in that position."

I caressed her face gently keeping eye contact. "If I really thought you had a fat belly would I get so pissed when you don't want me? That was incredible!"

"Hmm, well I am going back on Atkins and start going to the gym again. You are right, I have been letting that go. Was it tight enough for you? I am sorry I haven't been doing my Kegels. I will work on them harder."

I held her tightly and snuggled up to her.

Again, this is NOT the way to behave. This IS the way to maintain frame after you fuck up. Learn from my mistakes and go forth.