Men are animals, they can't control themselv

And I secretly love it, I want my choice to be taken away, I won't to tease and man and tell him no until he rages, and I laugh at he frustration and how badly he wants me. Slowly stroking his chest, sitting on his lap, innocently placing my hand on his shorts, knowing what I'm doing to him, feeling him, yet he can't do anything to me without my permission, he can't that a****l inside of him out, give in to his instincts, I never say yes or consent it's no fun, men should be men but in modern society it's fun because they have to behave and I can do what I want.