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Whips and Stockingtops: The Collar

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I'm tinkering with a Whips and Stockingtops origin story. I'm not convinced anybody will want to read it though! Here's the opening...

It didn’t start with the flying saucer.

It started with the slave collar I found hidden behind the ironing board in the broom closet of my perfectly normal student apartment in 21st century Manchester, England, my timeline.

An Art Deco slave collar in burnished steel with with corrugations and a geometrical border.
It could almost have been jewellery, except for the O-ring at the throat and the lock at the back that had no key: once snapped shut, it would take cutting tools to remove this permanent collar.

It looked expensive. It was certainly for the dedicated fetishist.

Yet, somebody had left it in the back of the closet.

Specifically, they’d left it in an old fashioned manilla envelope bearing the words “New Slave” in beautiful copperplate handwriting.

The slave collar didn’t belong to my new roommates because they hadn’t moved in yet. Had it been abandoned by last year’s students?

I took it back to my room to… examine it.

Just holding the fetter was a turn on. It was light, with rounded edges; practical. Somehow that made it even more exciting.

Putting the cold metal around my neck and looking at it in the mirror… that almost got me off.
The collar belonged there! It fitted like a glove. All I had to do was snap it shut…

Except I didn’t.

I did, however, jerk off and feel vaguely sordid after.

Then I got on with my first semester at college, failed to pluck up courage to join the BDSM group or even go to a munch, started dating a very normal Business Studies student called Mary. We didn’t have sex. Just did some inconclusive groping. But almost every spare night found me kneeling in front of my mirror, one hand pressing the collar to my throat, the other jerking away at my dick.

Then came the Christmas break. Dad was off whoring in the Far East. Mum was busy with her church group. So I stayed on at the apartment and, since I now had the place to myself…

I snapped the collar shut on my throat.

I came.

No hands.

Just an eruption in my groin.

Then I just knelt there feeling stupid, covered in my own jism, with a irremovable steel collar fixed around my neck. What the hell was I going to do now?

And that’s when the flying saucer abducted me.

I revamped an old book!

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Not a new book, just  a better cover!

Smashwords is less fussy about consent in fantasies, so I suspect I may be spending more time there in future.

Designing the Happy Happy Chaste Boi Chastity Device

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Surgical mesh for the sound/plug
Inescapable male chastity devices are a cool fantasy. They also make it easier to write chastity erotica. Alas, the real ones are either impractical for 24/7/365 wear - full belts - or require too much of a lead time for piercings to heal. That saps the drama.

So I've come up with the Happy Happy Chaste Boi Chastity Device which I've been using in most of my contemporary erotica. It's an ultra hi-tech device designed for Japanese male prostitutes and kept men, but has gradually started appearing on the western market.

I'm going to fully describe it here in case anybody is interested. Needless to say, my erotica isn't actually an info dump of all this! So here we go...

The TetherSpout (source)
The Happy Happy Chaste Boi Chastity Device is a ball trapper with some adaptions:

  • Hi-tech smart ceramic makes it expensive to escape.
  • Anti-pullout based on urethral plug or "sound" (see below).
  • Red Button that seals the device permanently. To prevent accidental triggering, the button is recessed and requires quite a deep push. However, this last feature  makes it tempting to toy with the button.
  • Expensive enough that you'd think long and hard before destroying it, perhaps the cost of a luxury holiday for two.

Inner anchor tube shaped a bit like this.
(source)
Made of hi-tech smart ceramic. I bet materials like this are only a few years away:

  • Invisible on body scans.
  • Generates lots of heat when cut.
  • Generates electricity when vibrated. Piezoelectric properties mean vibrators merely send painful shocks to your urethra. Cutting the device has similar effects.

Anti-pullout is via something like a TetherSpout system with a urethral plug that anchors behind the head. However, mine is surgical mesh similar to that used in stints. It has interesting properties:

  • Same smart ceramic material as the device, but tempered to be flexible. 
  • Not cuttable with normal surgical tools.
  • Twisting it 360 furls and unfurls the anchor.
  • Inner anchor tube prevents tampering with insertables. It snakes into the body as far as the prostate and won't permit an erect erection.
Anchor reaches as far as the prostate
(Borrowed from Thumper)
There are four nasty twists:

1. You can't have a proper orgasm wearing the device. It shorts out electro-stimulation. The piezoelectric properties mean vibrators generate painful shocks, only. In version 2 and later, the end of the anchor hits an internal pressure point, making prostate stimulation totally ineffective. Sorry.

2. Needs to be removed and boiled monthly, otherwise the plug loses plasticity! Unfortunately, you have to read the machine-translated English in the manual very carefully to find this out. Once the plug has hardened, the only way to remove the device is for a surgeon to slice open the head of your penis, with the risk of nerve damage.

3. Six months of continuous wear causes the plug to merge with the tissue of the urethra all the way to the prostate!  Basically, the tube gradually expands, pushing into the tissue, which uses it as a matrix to grow around it. There's nothing in the manual about this, and anybody who talks about this online is accused of being a fantasist. Once merging has taken place, a surgical intervention would be so intrusive that you might as well sign up for a sex change as well.

4. After hardening, the inner anchor tube makes erections dangerous without the base ring. Once the inner anchor tube stops being bendy, the articulations permit the penis to bend down against the body, but not up. There are no articulations inside the body and the tube reaches as far as the prostate. If you could somehow remove all of the device except the anchor, an erection would damage your penis tissue and wrench on the deeper end of the anchor, causing all sorts of internal injuries.


Escape options if you lose the key or press the Red Button are:

  • Up to 1 month since last removal: Cut off the base ring, twist the tube to furl the plug. Voila! However, this will require (a) water bath to dissipate heat, (b) tools powerful enough to cut the material, but small enough not to cut you, (c) a general anaesthetic because of the resulting shocks, (d) skilled professionals to do all this. There's also the risk of nerve damage due to the electric shocks. You'll certainly be in pain for months after. 
  • Between 1 and 6 months since last removal: As above, but the surgeon has to slice open your meatus.
  • 6+ months since last removal: Not recommended. Even if you could somehow shave off the cage, leaving the plug embedded, erections would be dangerous.

Of course, my poor characters don't know all this ahead of time... But you'll have to read my books to find out how that goes.

Consent is Boring - Why I left Amazon

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Consent is boring
I left Amazon because consent is boring.

Make no mistake, in real life, kink needs consent.

However, power exchange is only real to the extent to which you cannot withdraw consent. Even in real life, consent gets blurry around power exchange. And, in my fantasies, hard power exchange is the point.

I want to explore the feelings and implications of, not so much non-consent as, consent-irrelevant!

I want to tell stories about male slaves, and captives and victims. Or situations where consent is retroactive, but still essentially irrelevant.

More and more, when writing for the Amazon marketplace, I found myself doing the consent dance:

He writhed in his chains. "Let me go!" 
She laughed and pinged the dong so it wobbled. "But you want me to peg you."
He blushed. "Yes."
Power exchange is only real to the extent to
which you cannot withdraw consent.
And so on.

It's like writing a war story, except it has to be a nerf gun battle,

After a while, I found my series grinding to a halt as I wrestled with keeping it visibly consensual.

Well, so much for that. There are platforms with less desire to censor freedom of imagination. I'll be popping up on one of those soon.

Find out when this happens using the Follow By Email option (top right)! I rarely post except to say when I have a book out, and I won't see your email address - Blogger handles all that.

So what chastity erotica DO I want to write?

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Masturbation is off the table...
indefinitely
Now I'm free of Amazon, I'm taking stock.

Obviously, I came to erotica as a way of crafting very vivid masturbation fantasies... however, masturbation has been limited in the last four years, and is now off the table... indefinitely.

True, even if I can't get off, masochistic fantasies still give me a buzz. However, that on its own isn't enough to keep me writing --  in my new life, beatings are routine, as is the thrill of living under that threat.

What kept me writing erotica all these years was the need to explore my feelings around permanent chastity and erotic slavery: in my stories, the characters edged towards their terrible fate. But that's where I am right now!

Small wonder, then, that I started to feel that I was done with erotica.

Every single erotic experience of mine
would have been enhanced by me being chaste
and in a service-submissive role. 
However, a few days ago, a thought came to me:

Every single erotic experience of mine would have been enhanced by me being chaste and in a service-submissive role. 

Seriously! Most of my girlfriends weren't really into penis in vagina sex, and a good proportion of them were dominant, sometimes kinkily, and nearly three quarters of them were happy to give kink a go at least once.

If only I'd had a working chastity device like my gloriously wicked Saint!

I regret all those lost opportunities... the memories I would have laid down, and also the glorious women I would have introduced to authentic dominance.

I imagine gay men who come out late feel like this.

However, unlike for a gay man, there was and is no general socially acceptable way to "come out as a chaste malesub". Even if you move in BDSM circles, there's no way to casually be yourself beyond that sandbox.

So I regret the unavailable opportunities.

Which leads me to the impossible things which would be the ultimate fulfilment of my orientation. These are combinations of: serving a lesbian couple; being a chattel slave; receiving intense punishment and mistreatment.

I regret what might have been, what couldn't be,
and what will never be...
I'm left regretting what might have been, what couldn't be, and what will never be.

I can assuage my regrets through my fiction... now I don't have to make everything meticulously consensual!

The first season of my Chastity Planet series can reach its logical conclusion, without worrying that the hero doesn't want to be publicly whipped or trapped in chaste slavery!

I can continue my Whips and Stockingtops Femdom flapper series without having to dance around the underlying premise that the men are all true slaves.

And I can write some other really consent-irrelevant masochistic stuff.

I won't make promises about output, but that's where my imagination is taking me these days...

Smashwords is LIVE!

Was HP Lovecraft simply kinky?

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Resisting the darkness while
willingly but guiltily
succumbing to it 
I was pondering why HP Lovecraft's writings always had a resonance for me. Then  I realised:

Classic Lovecraftian heroes have happy lives, but crave something that can only be found in the dark.

They think they are dabbling - just visiting - but then discover that what they considered an aberration is - horrifyingly - part of nature... part even of their nature.

There is no escape: careful what you wish for.

Enthralled by an exotic woman (or man?)
with darker skin than him
All that dancing around the edges, being drawn in like a moth to the flame, resisting the darkness while willingly but guiltily succumbing to it - that's what being kinky pre-Internet was like.

I wonder whether what HP Lovecraft really, deep down, craved, was to become enthralled by an exotic woman (or man?) with darker skin than him? Was all that fiction just a magnificent sublimation? 

Was HP Lovecraft simply kinky?

Chastity Planet Uncut! Available for preorder! Get the sample!

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At last, my revamped Chastity Planet epic is up on Smashwords. Click here to get the sample!

It's a darker revamp of the original  series, with some heavy editing, less consent theatre, more dark and explicit content (including a brutal public flogging!). I am so glad I left Amazon!
"In space, nobody can hear your safe word!"Imagine taking a wild spring break with your sexy coed pals... except it's on a SciFi pleasure world where all the men are trapped in semi-permanent chastity and if you earn too many demerits you end up being publicly flogged. Could you survived reverse oral gangbangs, licking booths, rampaging sex maniacs... and not end up as a chaste slave?

Building Chastity Planet, my Total World Femdom erotica setting

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Epub, Kindle Etc.
So, free of Amazon's consent theatre requirement, I finally got Chastity Planet working properly: "In space nobody can hear your safeword..."

Here, we find our hero prostituting himself in an alley:
The girl groaned louder, louder still, then let out a long sigh and — abruptly - stood up off the wall.
Robin sank back to sit on his ankles. Her juices dribbled down his chin. His penis throbbed uselessly between his legs but she was beautiful like a big cat, sated, and even in the half light he could see her face was delightfully flushed from his efforts. He grinned up at her.
Without a word, she dropped something in front of his knees. She pointed her finger, turned the ring — triggering a weird squirming sensation in Robin’s groin —  then stepped around him and vanished into the street.
He stared down at what she had dropped: a ten credit bill. Not only had she used him, she had turned him into a prostitute.
Numbly, he picked up the note, stuffed it in his pocket then rose.
It was then he noticed the weird cold sensation in the tip of his dick.
He backed further into the alley, glanced around, then slid his hand down the front of his shorts.
Sure enough, the front of his chastity cup had opened… only it hadn’t done so enough to let his cock out. Instead, there was a tiny slot that let him get a finger to the tip of his captive penis. So much for visions of pumping away at his dick! This was as much as the device would ever open.
The tip was slippery with semen.
He licked his lips to capture more of the girl’s taste, braced himself against the alley wall, and started to rub.
The sensation was intense enough to make him whimper. His legs quivered, his breathing quickened. “So close…” he whimpered. “So… close…”
The slot abruptly closed, squeezing out his finger.
He slumped against the wall and wept. But if he had come, here in this dusty ally, he’d have soiled his shorts with semen. The girl was right; he was a loser.
He wiped his mouth on his arm and — the stranger’s taste still clinging to his mouth — stepped back into the street. 
You can get a free sample and buy the book here. (Pre order until later this month.) However, if you're curious about the the Total World Femdom planet I created, read on.



I wanted a psychologically plausible Femdom world, one where the women are in charge for real, and where it's still a Femdom experience for the men - a real Gynarchy would probably have more yarn festivals than public whippings!

I also wanted to make it proper Science Fiction... enough that I and readers could suspend disbelief.

So I decided that - in the far future - inscrutable Aliens have set up the Adult Zone, a buffer between themselves and Humanity. Humans settlers are welcome as they don't breed, but all worlds have experimental constitutions and limited technology - no bots - thus emulating pre-space conditions, especially a labour economy.

Some are erotic utopias, for example the Planet of the Furries, Gay Leather Wrestling World, Alpha Male World, BDSM Paradise, and, of course, Artemisia, aka "Chastity Planet".

In this future, humans can repeatedly rejuvenate in late middle age, so aren't worried about squandering precious years, or missing family. They also have stasis implants preventing severe injury or death. So there are few downsides to entering the Adult Zone, other than what you'll find there...

Artemisia - Chastity Planet

Named for Artemis, the ancient virgin huntress goddess, Artemisia is a planet on which all men are chaste second class citizens or worse. At minimum, the following applies:
  • Chastity Cups: Alien tech, impossible to illegally remove, wearable indefinitely. Various features and aesthetics. 
  • Inhibitor Collars: Prevents any sort of violence. Also forbids male/male erotic activity (the focus must be on women). Also, enforces various local laws. Colour coded (see below).
  • Minimal Legal Protection: Little limits female aggression, sexual or otherwise. What rules there are are concerned with good PR and recruitment rather than male well-being.
As a baseline, this changes the dynamic between men and women!

Men are the sexually vulnerable ones, sometimes afraid of being turned on, often subject to stereotyping - "He's ditzy because he's sexually frustrated" - and routinely exploited; a good situation for a man-whore with strong submissive tendencies!

Conversely, women pretty much do as they like without fear of consequences. They can have as much promiscuous sex as they like, from lovers who have no choice but to be considerate. They can also settle down to enjoy a life of pampering and devotion from a personal slave. Or they can ignore men entirely, except when they need service or servicing. There's room to go full dominatrix, but even very vanilla women naturally generate femdom just by visiting.

Planet-wide, three three broad male statuses apply:
  • Freeman (gold collars): Legally settled. Free movement (subject to border controls).  Signed up for a set "tour" of a year or more. If they leave the planet, the clock stops, and the chastity cup goes with them. (It's alien tech! Good luck in removing it!) 
  • Guest (silver collars): Visit and leave the planet at will. Subject to local laws, the consequences of which they can usually avoid by demoting to slave.
  • Indentured Worker/ Slave (bronze collars): Sign up for a tour of a year or more (a stipend is paid into your bank account) to obey an owner. The collar ensures compliance. Freemen and guests can submit to a chosen mistress. Limited rights enable slaves to escape or avoid bad situations: the right to be put on public auction, at a cost of 6 months; the right to promote to Freeman, at the cost of 12 months; the right to veto sale to different states.
Artemisia is not fully settled. However, it has a dozen or so significant states, all with their own laws and customs based on the following parameters:
  • Rewards (rare): In the right circumstances, chastity cups open just enough for masturbation - in effect giving the wearer a fleeting, leaky clitoris.
  • Demerits (common): Women can hand out demerits putting the victim in a lottery for a public whipping. Owners can usually pay a fine on behalf of their slaves - creating an incentive to demote.
  • Limitations on Anal Pleasure (common): Anal pleasure is often simply switched off. However, sometimes it carries a risk of demotion to slave - an ironic twist on pre-space reproductive rights!
  • Limits to slave use (common):  Slaves are usually legally limited to the personal and domestic sphere, and rationed at one per household. This prevents them from competing with women for jobs, and stops rich women monopolising them. It also removes a potential barrier to male recruitment. 
  • Time Discount (rare): Some less attractive states offer a time discount to male slaves. In extreme cases, this can be as much as 90%.
  • Female Slaves (rare): A few states have Female Slaves, usually in limited roles. These are rarely in chastity, never do rough labour, and have improved rights compared to male Slaves.
The Femdom element is often subtle undertow, with safeguards, and the enticements compelling. The two I've explored so far are:
  • Minerva: A big island with a galactic-class university. Families send girls there for patronising reasons (keeping them out of sexual or romantic trouble, preserving virginity). Young men go because the tuition is free. They can hit the Orbital Station during vacations and take a break from chastity, so it can't be that bad..?  Anal is switched off for Guests - the students - but on for Freemen. There are no Slaves. Outside the university, the mission statement is, "Equality through mutual penetration."
  • Femtopia: A wild beach resort billed as "The Safest Girl's Night Out in the Galaxy".  It's well staffed by willing and very polite young Guests who come for the money, and the sexually aggressive women: all the pussy you can eat! Rewards and demerits are in operation. Anal sex is risky. There are a few Slaves. Limits to slave use apply. Freemen are the same as Guests, but with rewards switched off.
I've also referenced... 
  • Women's Country: A gynarchy with an emphasis on agriculture and wool, but also containing Rocky Cove, a growing cultural community with a Research Institute and Conservatoire. The only men present are Slaves who can be demerited but not rewarded.  Anal pleasure is switched off. Limits to slave use apply.
Other states that probably exist include:
  • Sapphos: A lesbian state, similar to Women's Country but more tropical. Slaves are dehumanised replacements for bots (which are not allowed on Artemisia). Demerits apply. Rewards, anal pleasure and limits are switched off. Slaves usually spend their time doing manual labour or service. They may see action, but rarely take part. Offers a 50% discount - this is an accelerated but boring way to get through your tour. 
  • Unity: Small city state devoted to meditation and yoga. No Slaves or Guests. Freemen may enter by application only. Reward is constantly switched on, so essentially everybody has a clit. A reverse 100% discount applies - your tour expires at half the rate while you are there.
  • Alectopolis ("Payback Town"): Named for the classical Fury "Anger", this is rumoured to be a BDSM hellhole where women - including tourists from patriarchal worlds - come to torture men. Slaves only, with no limitations.  Anal pleasure is possible, but will be humiliating. 90% discount applies. Female Slaves operate as pleasure girls and dungeon assistants, perhaps as a route to citizenship.
  • Arcadia:  Wine-growing villa culture. In keeping with the low-tech vibe, Slaves have everything switched off. There are also female slaves. 50% discount.
Finally, for completeness:
  • Spaceport: Where the shuttles take off from. It has an all female staff but no permanent residents. Slaves are the owner's responsibility. Freemen and Guests have everything switched off. 
  • Orbital Station: Guests lose their cups. The collars go when they ship out. Freemen are stuck with the cups, but likewise lose the collars on shipping out.
Where will the stories take us? Femtopia's the most interesting location, because so much can go wrong there. However, I can imagine a road trip story into the heart of Femdom darkness...

Somebody just bought the Chastity Belt!

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It's an old one - my first! - but I still have a soft spot for it. It's the first time I really articulated my sexual orientation, and it's all in there.

My Total Femdom Worlds and Whips and Stockingtops

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Now I'm free of Amazon, my erotic worlds can breath! I've reissued my novel set in an alternate Jazz Age, where the women are all lesbians, the men all slaves.

Though it's a bitter sweet FF romance, it's perhaps my most fucked up fantasy if you think about it too much...

CLICK TO BUY!

Just published TORTURED BY AMAZON REDHEADS! "Grim Femdom Beyond the Wall"

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"Grim Femdom Beyond the Wall"

When Severus and his Roman companions are captured by lusty red-haired Celtic Amazons, can they pass the increasingly bizarre erotic tests, or will they spend their lives as pierced and chaste slaves attending at heathen Lesbian orgies... or much worse?

To add peril, Severus's angry ex-wife is the slave in charge of cutting and piercing, and she herself has spent the last five years sealed up against all pleasure. Can he win her back and escape with her, or will he suffer the cruellest cut of all at her vengeful hands?

TORTURED BY AMAZON REDHEADS is inspired by grimly erotic Men's Adventure fiction of the 60s and 70s, but steeped in Femdom. It's by an author who has spent the last five years as the chaste slave of his dominant wife and knows of what he writes.

Yes, this is certainly the most ****ed up thing I have ever written! It's amazing what being free of Amazon's consent theatre does for your imagination.

Bi Femdom Wife is back!

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I rolled both my Bi Femdom Wife books into a single volume:


The kink gets out of hand when Tristan persuades Hannah, his no-nonsense Geordie wife, to let him spend New Year’s Day as her chaste slave. Zarah, her vampy bisexual BFF, has slept over and plans to cuckold him. Meanwhile, sick of his demands, Hannah humiliates him by insisting he stick to the plan and slave for both of them! Their relationship will never be the same again. She imprisons him, enslaves him, beats him brutally, and ultimately turns him into a permanently chaste cuckold, useful only for acting as her fluffer before she hits the Lesbian clubs!

FREE STORY! Trapped in Chastity by a Pretty Goth

Trapped in Chastity by a Pretty Goth 2!

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Here it is!

The cute goth sysadmin from the office has found the keys to uptight Michael's chastity cage and she's blackmailing him to stay chaste. When she told him he was free to date, he didn't take it seriously. However, now the office posh bitch throws herself at him. Find out what happens when she discovers his Happy Happy Neuter Boi Purity Device...
 
A quirky Femdom short from Giles English, who spends a lot of his time kept in chastity by his wife...


Permanent chastity stories in a world where the NHS installs devices!

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I think this is some of my best work! And, the first one is free!

I'm serialising my Bradley Jones's Chastity novel over on substack, free!

Bradley Jones's Chastity
Click through to read!

I've also published the side adventure of one of the characters in chapter 5:

Click through to read!

New Self Help Chastity book! The Chaste Manifesto!

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 I've written something new, based on my experience of two years of permanent chastity!

 

You can also get it on LULU. 

 

A manifesto for the other, darker style of male chastity couple dynamic!

Male chastity is a great kink, but the Internet would have us believe there’s only one way to do it: she’s the “keyholder” and enjoys teasing and edging and pegging and playing games with the key and...

And that’s great. However, there’s another, darker sweet spot for male chastity relationships… one that’s surprisingly sustainable, and surprisingly easy to end up in.

It turns out that some kinky wives and girlfriends take a cheerfully ruthless attitude towards male chastity. To them, it’s a useful and perhaps amusing body modification, not worthy of much attention once it’s done. The sex is great, and would be greater still if he’d shut up about his caged man parts.

Kinky dynamics like this are not necessarily a good idea, and once established, hard to escape.

However, if that’s where you’re at, or what you want, then this manifesto — born of twenty years of chastity experience, and two years of permanent chastity — will help you make it work 

Dare you click through to this dark and probably unwise manifesto?

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