Another Valentine's

Well, another Valentine's Day has passed.  I'm seriously fed up with online dating.  I'm disgusted with meat market the whole thing has become.  WTF is wrong with men that they see these websites as cheap stores to buy pussy (Domme/sub/vanilla, doesn't matter) for an evening.  The scammer game ought to be illegal, yet it's societally accepted as the woman's fault if she spreads her legs.  Or worse, she's a cock tease if she goes on the date and doesn't put out.  This is a disgusting mentality.

No one is entitled access to my body in exchange for a crap dinner at a restaurant!  If you want a cheap whore, go buy one!  Don't give me this fake, "I'm so interested in your conversation" bullshit when I can see in your eyes, "when will this bitch shut up and blow me/beat me?"  Um, never, dickhole, cuz I read your thoughts through your eyes... so guess what, I'm having another bottle of wine and dessert and you can go on your blue-balled way.

It's really not any different on the bdsm personnels.  Men want the wham-bam-thank you-ma'am version of a relationship everywhere.  They want all the sex/kink without all the trappings of the heart.  Well, gee, I'm so sorry you're too much of wimp to actually get involved, but I'm not interested in the bedroom with anyone until there's a commitment and feelings.

Shame on all of you that think that it's okay to trick naive women into being used for the evening.  Orgasms don't even enter into it.  You are still lying, using and leaving a woman.  Nothing makes that okay.  NOTHING.

Is love dead?  I seriously have to ask this.  Are you all so warped and jaded that you're too afraid to feel?  How is it that you manage to not have conscience about using another human being?  And worse, a woman?  I really want an answer to this, especially from a man that claims to worship women.