Over on one of my favorite blogs: The Beautiful Kind is a post about Slut Rings. I like the idea of a slut ring. Sluts, of all genders need our own bling. We need rings and pendants and t-shirts and great big glowing hats that say “It’s MY body and I FUCKING enjoy living in it!”
Physical pleasure, freely given and freely received, is one of the most primal needs we have. It’s on level with food, oxygen and shelter. Why not proclaim proudly to the world that we have a right to our bodies and to our physical and mental health?
Purity Rings are great for those who want to wait. I don’t care what the reason is. It doesn’t matter to me if it’s a rationally thought out, consequences and pleasures weighed and judged, or if it’s because the great stern, bearded, sky-man told you so from an inflamed shrubbery. What matters is that it’s their choice. And I deserve that choice too.
At no point will I tell someone their decision about their body is stupid, dirty, wrong, or immoral. Shame about our selves and our bodies is one of the most evil things you can invoke in someone else. It destroys the soul, bit by bit, every time it happens.
Society has put the term slut on anyone who takes ownership of their body and their pleasure. So be it. I take the title and make it my own. I am looking for MY slut ring. And will wear it proudly.
How about you, dear readers? How do you display your sluttiness, your ownership of your own body and pleasures?