Let’s not sugarcoat this. If you’re sleeping with virgins without putting a ring on their finger, you’re not a man — you’re a coward hiding behind lust. You’re not “living your best life” — you’re laying the foundation for her ruin and calling it pleasure. That’s not alpha. That’s animal behavior.
You see, virginity is not just about blood or a hymen. It’s symbolic of trust, of purity, of discipline, of the sacred. A woman gives it to the man she believes will protect her heart and future. When you take that, then bounce like a coward with excuses, you don’t just leave her body altered — you leave her soul fractured. And what follows? Confusion. Pain. Mistrust. Then comes the body count. One man triggers the floodgate, and before you know it, she’s hunting for validation from any man with a voice and a wallet.
That’s the very chaos you’ll grow up to fear. You’ll turn 35, looking for a “decent wife,” crying about how the streets are full of “used goods,” forgetting you helped manufacture that broken system. The body count issue didn’t start randomly — it started with spineless boys like you pretending to be men. One round of sex outside marriage, and now she’s addicted. The first taste always turns into a hunt for more. And let’s be real — a woman’s sex appetite grows when no structure is placed around it. And structure only exists inside marriage. Outside that? It’s lawlessness, feelings, and flesh ruling everything.
Don’t act surprised when she hits 10, then 30, then 100 — all because no one was man enough to say no. Because no one taught her to wait. And no man had the balls to protect her dignity, even from herself.
Stop the cycle. Be a damn alpha. Walk away from the offer. Let her keep her honor intact. Be the first man she ever respected — not the first one who used her. Because let me tell you something raw and real: Any fool can penetrate a woman, but only kings protect what’s sacred.
So stop chasing what you can’t handle. If you’re not ready to marry her, don’t you dare take what’s not yours. Your future daughter’s purity depends on the standard you set today. You want a wife with low mileage? Then stop creating women with high mileage. Simple math. Simple logic.
The truth is brutal, but it’s needed: you’re either a builder or a destroyer. There’s no middle ground.
