According to a Maryland court, once a woman has consented to sexual penetration, she's consented to seeing things through to the bitter end. As Jessica at Feministing puts it, "Once it's in, it's in." Here’s the logic:
[I]t was the act of penetration that was the essence of the crime of rape; after this initial infringement upon the responsible male's interest in a woman's sexual and reproductive functions, any further injury was considered to be less consequential.Personally, I blame feminists. This sort of backlash was to be expected, considering that those bitches (no offense, ladies!) were so goddamn shrill in their weird insistence that they should be able to have sex without forfeiting their autonomy, their convictions, or their rights.
So that's that. Now, let’s turn to a happier subject: Modern dentistry, as depicted in a short humorous vignette entitled...
Open Wide for Chunky
INTERIOR: A dentist's office painted in horizontal purple and brown stripes, and hung with handsome prints from Hogarth's "The Progress of Cruelty." The DENTIST is poring over a well-thumbed folio edition of the Marquis Von Bayros when the PATIENT enters timidly and sits down in the chair.
DENTIST (wheeling 'round): You're ready for it, eh? Good. Open wide!
PATIENT: Please be gentle with me. It’s my first time.
DENTIST: Yeah, likely story. Now let me see you spread those gums. Wide! Wider!
DENTIST: Excellent. You’ll find that prompt obedience is much less uncomfortable. Now, let’s see. Which tooth is it? You've seen one, you’ve seen ‘em all…
PATIENT: Ow. I own ting...
DENTIST: Shut up or I’ll give you something to complain about.
DENTIST (unctuously): Let’s have a little music, shall we? How about Mahler’s Kindertotenlieder? I find it deeply erotic.
PATIENT: Gah. Yuh colleetly issane!
DENTIST (gritting his teeth): Not your cup of tea, eh? I thought not. You don’t seem like the type who’d understand the…higher pleasures. It’s all about the body for you, isn’t it? Like a farm animal. A stinking, sweating, drooling, vicious…
PATIENT : Ow. Awk! Assa ong ooth.
DENTIST: Oh, now I'm doing it wrong, according to you. Did you treat your other dentists like this? I bet you didn’t. I bet you let them do whatever they wanted. I bet you loved it when they sank the drill...here.
PATIENT (vehemently): Awk awk awk! Stah!
DENTIST: Stop? Not a chance, baby. If you didn’t want your teeth worked on, you shouldn’t have come into my office, sat down in this chair, and opened that big dripping mouth. Now you’re going to take it all, and like it.
The patient knees the dentist in the crotch, and kicks him in the face repeatedly as he rolls on the floor in agony.