Mental Masturbation

First there was porn.

Then there were webcams

Then …

… there was Subservient Chicken.

I don’t want to … don’t find it at all arousing, let alone erotic, and yet …

It’s disturbingly compelling.

What would it be like to order a man in a chicken-suit to degrade himself for my amusement so he could earn (not even) barely enough to feed his children poor quality food at the end of the day?

How would I feel about myself afterwards?

Would I feel unclean?

Would I feel like a part of what passes for my soul had been sullied?

Would I seek revenge upon him for my actions and spur him on to ever more sordid acts in a perversely vicious cycle … desperately seeking an impossible absolution for myself at his expense, as he … ever more desperate to keep his children from starving as, day to day, they lived hand to mouth … did anything … anything … I said to in order to earn a crust?

I like to think so.

But do I want to know so?

What if I do have a soul? What if it is worth worrying about? What if …

What if … instead of corrupting myself … I corrupted others?

Would that make me as bad as … or worse than … them?

Would it make me as bad as … or worse than .. the kind of person who orders a man in a chicken-suit to debase himself because he is desperate to keep his children from starving and will do anything … anything … to achieve that?

How would I find out?

Enter Steven Rouach …

“FUN FACT : Every time you give a round of applause at bottom of the page of one of my stories, I literally leap up and take a bow. True story.”

What if … instead of jumping into the deep end of subservient chicken depravity … I were, instead, to encourage others to humiliate Steven first and see how I felt about it?

Would I feel dangerous?

Liberated?

Orgasmic?

Exhilarated …

… in a dirty sort of way?

Well, there’s only one way to find out, isn’t there?

Steven Rouach … take a bow.

You can see where this is going: webcam … lots of applause on Medium … ensuing hilarity.

Maybe something a little darker ¹.

Obviously, Steven's articles are worth reading ... or I wouldn't know about him or his odd behaviour myself ... so, you should read them too.

Just make sure he regrets it ... that's all I'm saying.

[EDIT]

If anyone’s interested in that kind of thing, you can easily superimpose Steven’s avatar/logo onto the the body of the guy ogling the chicken in the above pic.

</just sayin’>

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¹ That’s between you and Steven as consenting adults, but perhaps you could record some footage — to help me decide if I‘m ready to abuse desperate human beings dressed in chicken-suits in the name of my own gratification ².

² A sort of meta-perversion insofar as I get no kicks from observing them but in observing my own perverse behaviour — mental masturbation, as it were.