What is a slut?


Having gone to an all girls private school, a slut was someone who was known to be (or at the very least believed to be) sexually active and was known (or believed) to have had sex with more than a “socially acceptable” number of partners. Now, I’ve no idea what that “socially acceptable” number is, but given that I had fucked a fair number of partners, both male and female, before I left school, I dare say that I qualify on those grounds. I’m certainly not going to quibble about the number itself.

A definition in an old dictionary I once found was something like this:

Slut: A sexually promiscuous woman. Differentiated from a whore insomuch as she gives freely of her body, whereas the whore doth give use of hers by way of commerce.

Well, as I am by pretty much any definition a sexually promiscuous woman, it seems a safe bet that I qualify on those grounds too.

Another definition I’ve encountered is that a slut is someone who has had more sexual partners than birthdays.  Guess what? Yes, quite clearly, I qualify here too.  In fact, I qualified somewhere between my 16th and 17th birthdays and, even if I were never to shag another person in my life, I suspect I actually wouldn’t live long enough to ever discharge my insluttedness.

The two things all these definitions have in common is that:

  1. A slut is a woman; and
  2. The woman in question has had multiple sexual partners.

Basically then, what I am saying is, that by any common definition you care to use, I am a slut!

There, I’ve said it, I am a slut and, frankly, I’m actually quite proud of it.  Not so much of the number per se, but from the fact that my wanton promiscuity has taught me a shitload about who I am and has made me the person I am today.  I wouldn’t be the Morag I am if I hadn’t become a slut.

Even today, with the guidance of Master C, I am still a slut. Very specifically, I am Master C’s slut, granted, but a slut nonetheless.

You see, to me, being a slut is an attitude, not the number of people you fucked.  It’s about being comfortably deviant in the bedroom (or kitchen, or driveway, or wherever…), it’s about being able to enjoy certain sexual activities that you could never imagine your parents doing (God forbid that my mum ever did even a fraction of the stuff I’ve done, and if she did, I never want to know), it’s about being confident in your sexuality and your sexual tastes and appetites and using that confidence to get what you want.

It’s not necessarily about being submissive, although you can be, and I most certainly am; but it is about exploring your boundaries and broadening them wherever possible. As I’ve said numerous times before, sexual acts are generally performed on us women because we are designed to be on the receiving end, but that doesn’t mean we have to take this lying down (unless we want to of course, and that’s fine too), we are free to have men, and other women, use our bodies in ways that satisfy us.

I confess that I have a high sexual appetite, (fortunately Master C’s is more than equal to the task of satisfying it) but even though Master C permits and ultimately corrects my promiscuity, it doesn’t mean that I leap into bed, or on to the back seat of a car, or behind some bushes or allow myself to be bent over the kitchen table for just anyone. I can still be choosy and I look after my sexual health but, at the same time I also enjoy the variety (both in terms of situations and partners) and if anyone thinks that what I do is wrong then, well, they are entitled to their opinion but, quite unashamedly, I’m never going to agree with them. Nor for that matter does Master C, who know all about my less than pristine sexual past, and who guides and corrects me in when my slutty nature gets the better of me.

So where does this tie in with the prompt? Well, it doesn’t really but it did get me thinking.

The first time someone called me a slut to my face was at university. I was aware, at school, of being considered to be “one of the sluts” because a) I wasn’t one of the “in crowd” and b) it was assumed (correctly) that I was sexually active; but no one actually ever called me a slut to my face. At university it was different. I had just broken up with a fairly serious boyfriend who turned out to be a cheating arsehole and I was getting over him by getting under as many guys as I felt was needed. It was one of these guys, whilst I was in the process of getting under, who called me a slut.

In fairness, I was, even for me, going through one of my more rampantly promiscuous phases. A night out just wasn’t a night out unless I had at least one cock in one or more of my holes. I had just intimated to the guy in question that I wouldn’t be averse to him fucking me in the arse, and that was what prompted him to call me a “nasty little slut”. It wasn’t the number of partners; he didn’t know how many I’d had, it was the fact that I was prepared to let him do something “taboo”. Had he known how many guys I’d actually fucked between discovering my ex was a cheating bastard and having this guy call me a slut, I suspect he’d have done a runner, but that’s irrelevant. The fact was, he called me a slut and I actually identified with the term. He hadn’t meant it in a denigrating way, at least not fully; it had an element of appreciativeness about it, but it was still a term I’d never had anyone call me before.

The more I thought about it, the more I came to recognise the accuracy of the appellation; I was, after all, undoubtedly promiscuous, I gave my favours to both men and women, I was happy to be fucked in any hole, I loved being taken by more than one partner simultaneously, I was a slut and, as it turned out, quite unashamedly so.

It’s a term that I have continued, and indeed, still do continue to identify with. I am Mòrag, and I am a slut, and I still feel no shame in being one.

So yes, I am happy to call myself a slut; and specifically Master C‘s slut, as I have already affirmed, but still a slut.  I am a slut who enjoys sex and enjoys satisfying my desires and appetites and I am always open to discovering new experiences. I also enjoy submitting to Master C and accepting the guidance and instruction he gives me, while accepting the punishment he applies as a consequence of the freedoms he allows me.

I’m not sure if all of this makes me a ‘dictionary definition’ slut or a ‘my definition’ slut or just someone who gets a lot of enjoyment out of sex in all its myriad of pleasurable forms and, to be perfectly honest, it’s not something I’m going to lose any sleep pondering over (although I do miss out on a fair bit of sleep participating).

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18 thoughts on “What is a slut?

  1. Indigo May 7, 2021 / 19:51

    Interesting (and fun) post Morag!
    At the moment I only slut around with sex toys, but because of my blog, my tendency to talk about my sexuality at my age, and the frequency of toy time activities I believe I’d qualify too. “They” would need to rewrite the definition but I think it probably does need a rewrite!
    Indie

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    • Mòrag NicEanraig May 11, 2021 / 15:31

      I think we are all allowed our own definitions and, so long as we happy that they apply, then nothing else really matters and other people’s definitions are only as applicable as we deem/allow them to be.

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  2. Marie Rebelle May 11, 2021 / 10:40

    This: “being a slut is an attitude, not the number of people you fucked” totally resonates with me! I am a slut at heart too 😉
    Love this piece!
    ~ Marie xox

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    • Mòrag NicEanraig May 11, 2021 / 11:46

      I think it’s an attitude that many of us possess and it isn’t something we should ever be ashamed of. We have evolved to be sexual beings and sexual fulfilment is so important for our physical, mental and emotional wellbeing. Sex is as natural of breathing and should be as shame free.

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  3. lizblackx May 11, 2021 / 11:50

    I love your definition: ‘it’s about being confident in your sexuality and your sexual tastes and appetites and using that confidence to get what you want’

    Great post!

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    • Mòrag NicEanraig May 11, 2021 / 12:06

      Essentially, I enjoy sex. We’ve evolved to enjoy sex, so why get hung up on doing something we enjoy and our bodies are designed to do?

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  4. Posy Churchgate May 12, 2021 / 14:41

    Great post. I feel as if I wouldn’t like to be called a slut by a non sexual partner, to have it used as a slur, but during a sex act, while I was in the zone and pushing the boundaries I’d find it hot. I agree it’s positive when it’s an attitude not a noun.

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    • Mòrag NicEanraig May 13, 2021 / 16:02

      Completely agree. Master C aside, someone only gets to call me a slut when I’m in the process of being a slut with them… 😉

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  5. May More May 13, 2021 / 12:40

    I always thought a slut was someone who was messy and “dirty” around the house. And then the meaning of it moved on to promiscuous women…
    That said I too don’t mind be called a slut – to have confidence around men sexually etc – yep thats cool
    May x

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    • Mòrag NicEanraig May 13, 2021 / 16:00

      I thought that too. Another definition I found, listed it as an alternative to “bitch” as the term for a female dog. Not so keen on that one, but as a term for being sexually confident, yeah, I’ll take that! 😄

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  6. Simina May 13, 2021 / 19:35

    I’m certainly not a slut and have never identified as one. I never liked being called a slut by my partners, not because there’s anything wrong with being one, I’m just not and it doesn’t feel right to be named such. It’s that definition thing you mentioned. I don’t fit any of the definitions of slut besides liking butt stuff.

    But aside from my first partner calling me that frequently, the only person I know who has called me that was a supposed friend who was mad that her boyfriend had once expressed interest in me before they got together. It was apparently a habit of hers. Insulting all his previous partners or any woman he might have been interested in.

    I like that you wear the label with pride.

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    • Mòrag NicEanraig May 13, 2021 / 23:02

      It really just comes down to what people are comfortable with. At the end of the day it’s just a word and its the sentiment behind it that’s important. With Master C it’s a respectful disrespect, as it were.

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  7. thebarefootsub May 27, 2021 / 13:05

    I love this post Morag! I’m a slut too, and take great pride in being Sir’s slut. In the not too distant past a former lover tried to publically slut shame me (vanilla channels) but didn’t realise that you can’t shame someone who is proud of their life choices and the way they treat others.

    As for relating to the prompt, yes!! This is a perfect fit. Being authentically yourself in whichever way you choose. Love it! Thank you for linking up. N x

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    • Mòrag NicEanraig May 27, 2021 / 16:41

      This bit:

      you can’t shame someone who is proud of their life choices

      I couldn’t put it better if I tried.

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