Reader Feedback: The State Of The Union

It’s always preenfeed to receive positive feedback from guests of Le Chateau. An anonymous reader regales:

Field report – the state of the union

I don’t post a lot because the tools you have all given me lead me to be a pretty busy guy. This one I had to write up because it was something different and something telling.

A few months ago I made a post for no strings hookup. One of responses was from a woman in another state. She was very flattering toward me for my pic but more for my post; it was gruff, short, direct, specific and used non-pc language to ward off men from responding. We exchanged a few emails where she explained she felt unfulfilled by the nightlife in her city. I said, “hey, in another life…take it easy” she said she might visit someday; I threw cold water on it, not looking to put any long term thoughts in her head.

…A few months later, I get an email that she is coming to my city and has purchased plane tickets. I told her she had better have her own place to stay and explained my time with her would be limited to 1 meetup. she wanted to press on…

This weekend she was here. I had the longest, most enjoyably depraved bout of sex in my life. Checked a lot of boxes. Not going to get into the nitty gritty but she was a goddamn maneater…and I tamed the tiger.

When I met up with her (in public), I spent about 30 minutes feeling her out to make sure she wasn’t boil-a-bunny crazy. What followed was a sad indictment of the current state of beta males. She complained about the men and the women in her city. The men were soft, overweight, sedentary betas. They couldn’t handle her sex drive, directness, or need for a strong man. She said she had stopped dating for x number of months prior to coming out to meet me because the guys just weren’t worth it. The women were all fat, entitled, bossy in a “born on third base and think they hit a home run” way, and of course, SJWs. If a table next to you is too loud, the shhhhh police show up. Basically, liberal feminists run amok. *Shudder*

She was attractive, fit, and petite, as far as looks go. Not long term material but good enough for a one night stand. Plus she was extremely direct and specific about what she liked sexually. It didn’t take much time to decide to head to a bed.

When it was all said and done, she had perma-smile. Multiple o’s. But heres the kicker: she basically worshipped me. I have never had this happen before. Very different. It was like I was Conan the destroyer and she was a girl in my harem. She moved over me catlike, she played with my chest hair, kissed and caressed every part of my body, basically acted like a cat when you give it catnip lol. I have had stuff similar to this happen before (laying on my chest, playing with chest hair, some girlish fawning, the ol’ pillow talk). This was unequivocally beyond that. I could have done anything to her and she would have done anything I said (trust me, I verified). She would have been happy to do this shit all day and night, apparently. It was strange, unfamiliar and extremely hot. It was the most manly I have ever felt; the confidence is dripping off of me currently.

All it cost me was $20.00. I took her to 2 well known food places but nowhere touristy. She flew to another state and all she got was marathon sex and a fast food. Didn’t give her a place to stay or act as chauffeur.
Heres what I did:

1. Shut the fuck up. Didn’t talk at all while driving or waiting for food. Answered her questions with brevity. Asked few questions but good ones (some from the list posted a few weeks ago on this site – the ones from the NYT).
2. Brought the wood. I think this more than anything is what made her believe my alpha state. Giving a chick mind blowing orgasms makes their hamster pretty much forget/justify anything they don’t like about you lol.
3. Body language in public. I let her caress/be lovey-dovey in bed after sex. But in public it was like she was a stranger. This of course made her want to constantly touch me/show other women she was with me. I would slightly shift or move away from her, enough to train her that she cant, aside from the occasional hand carass (her to me).
4. Wasn’t afraid to argue/disagree with her. She kept trying to get me to see things from her perspective. If it made sense to me, I would give her slight agreement. If it didn’t, I called bullshit.
5. Set up (false haha) time constraints. Made her freak out, kept trying to buy more time with me lol.
6. Was fun & playful, especially in bed. My roommate said all he heard all night was moaning then giggling, then moaning then giggling etc.

This post was not to brag, believe it or not. I felt it was my obligation to write this because CH is doing more for men than anyone else and this story provides anecdotal proof that following red pill truths and the 16 commandants of poon leads to real world success. Proof that there are unsatisfied women who will literally fly to another state for a taste of alpha. Thank you fuckers, I love you all.

You’re welcome.

One thing I would mention about these women who possess an outsized craving for absolute submission from themselves and absolute mastery from their lovers: Be cognizant that some women who readily embrace overheated sexual or romantic attachment early on can be major pains in the ass later, should you decide to invest more substantially in them. Watch for warning signs from her, like intemperate griping and complaining about all the men in her life who “didn’t measure up”. You’ll need a strong and swift pimp hand to tame these kinds of women. This caveat aside, it’s better for the health of a possible future relationship to fall deeply into passionate lovemaking sooner rather than later, and hotter rather than cooler.