🔥 Confess Your Kinks, Not Your Sins: The Unholy Fetish Behind Religious Control

Big Daddy Kink: The Theocratic Fetish No One Talks About

Let’s rip the velvet curtain all the way down.

Religion—particularly the patriarchal, authoritarian, sin-soaked kind—isn’t just a belief system. It’s not just about salvation. It’s a fucking fetish. A deep-rooted, denial-drenched, discipline-craving, obedience-worshipping kink.

And baby, the safe word’s nowhere in that book.

You think we’re being edgy? Nah. We’re being honest. Let’s dissect this Big Daddy Theocracy for what it really is.

🙏 The Ultimate Power Fantasy: “Father Knows Best”

At the core of authoritarian religion is the cosmic Father. You call him Lord. You call him Master. You bow. You kneel. You obey without question.

He sets the rules. You break them. He punishes you. You beg for forgiveness.

You know what that sounds like?

A dom/sub power dynamic.

Only this one skips the consent and goes straight to the eternal damnation clause.

We’ve replaced intimacy with submission.

We’ve replaced curiosity with compliance.

We’ve replaced love with fear and called it holy.

That's not a spiritual connection. That’s a codependent relationship with a celestial narcissist.

🕯️ “You Belong to Me” — Control Is the Kink

Let’s talk about purity culture, shall we?

Chastity belts of thought.

Virginity as currency.

Women as property.

The church turned sexual repression into a ritual—and taught you to feel dirty for wanting what your body naturally craved. Meanwhile, the men in robes got to hold the keys to forgiveness and the locks to your autonomy.

Don’t want to call it a kink? Then explain the obsession with who’s sleeping with whom, who’s touching what, and what goes in which orifice.

If your entire religion hinges on controlling someone else’s orgasms, you’re not a prophet—you’re just bad at aftercare.

✝️ Worship, Guilt, Repeat — The Shame Loop

You’re told you were born broken.

You’re told you're not worthyYou’re told you need to submit, confess, suffer, repent.

And then… you’re loved again.

That’s not redemption.

That’s emotional bondage with hymns for background noise.

This is why fundamentalists are addicted to shame—they’ve turned it into a sacred feedback loop. Sin, punish, forgive. Repeat. Forever.

It’s not healing. It’s high control kink with eternal consequences.

💬 “My Kink Is Control, But With Robes On”

Don’t get it twisted—we’re not here to shame kinks.

Want to call someone Daddy? Hot.

Want to kneel in ritual? Sacred.

Want structure, submission, trust? Powerfully human.

But the moment your kink becomes law, the moment your fantasy gets forced into public policy, the moment you take your obedience fetish and legislate it onto my life?

We’ve got a problem.

That’s not faith. That’s weaponized delusion. That’s kink cosplay gone fascist. And we’re not fucking playing along.

💥 We Don’t Kneel Here. We Build Freedom and stand by consent

At Yup, I Said That, we honour the wild.

We speak the truth without asking permission.

We reject any system that teaches us to hate our own flesh and fear our own mind.

If your god needs obedience, silence, and eternal fear to stay powerful…

That’s not a god. That’s a Dom with no concept of consent.

We choose fire. We choose freedom. We choose to reclaim the sacred from the hands of those who abused it.

So yeah—keep your kinks.

But lose the theocracy.

We’re not the ones who need saving.