For whatever reason they may find it to get some outside genetics to avoid genetic stagnation issues, infertility, or whatever, so they cover the mailbox as an invitation for outside help.
It is highly transactional and utilitarian. The potential father may be given simple gifts for the assistance, but it usually is a handshake affair and the gifts are more a hospitality thing.
Don’t go driving through Amish lands hunting some preindustrial strange, you are unlikely to find it… But you could get lucky.
Can I put a bag on their mailboxes to volunteer? How do you know this? Are you aware of this having happened? Do the elders literally just stand there with their arms crossed and go, “Hmm, yes, quite.” What happens if I have a really violently explosive orgasm, like just Tarzan screaming and collapsing into a heap of shuddering putty on top of the blanket woman. I assume that would be frowned upon? Or can I enjoy the one time, since it’s procreative?
I have heard it from a credible source who relayed a first hand experience going through with it. I have no reason to question either telling, as it was more of an embarrassing story and it is a practice that is known to occur near Amish areas from time to time.
You obviously couldn’t volunteer someone, you aren’t a king entitled to prima nocta.
I have no idea how your one-sided throws of passion would be recieved by the elders, as the account I heard was rather embarrassing and barely effective in immediate results. My understanding is the elders are there to prevent sexual assault or improper conduct, probably somewhere between a cucking and a urinalysis observer’s dutiful gaze.
Wait what???
It is a thing, but uncommon.
For whatever reason they may find it to get some outside genetics to avoid genetic stagnation issues, infertility, or whatever, so they cover the mailbox as an invitation for outside help.
It is highly transactional and utilitarian. The potential father may be given simple gifts for the assistance, but it usually is a handshake affair and the gifts are more a hospitality thing.
Don’t go driving through Amish lands hunting some preindustrial strange, you are unlikely to find it… But you could get lucky.
Can I put a bag on their mailboxes to volunteer? How do you know this? Are you aware of this having happened? Do the elders literally just stand there with their arms crossed and go, “Hmm, yes, quite.” What happens if I have a really violently explosive orgasm, like just Tarzan screaming and collapsing into a heap of shuddering putty on top of the blanket woman. I assume that would be frowned upon? Or can I enjoy the one time, since it’s procreative?
I have heard it from a credible source who relayed a first hand experience going through with it. I have no reason to question either telling, as it was more of an embarrassing story and it is a practice that is known to occur near Amish areas from time to time.
You obviously couldn’t volunteer someone, you aren’t a king entitled to prima nocta.
I have no idea how your one-sided throws of passion would be recieved by the elders, as the account I heard was rather embarrassing and barely effective in immediate results. My understanding is the elders are there to prevent sexual assault or improper conduct, probably somewhere between a cucking and a urinalysis observer’s dutiful gaze.
This is exactly what men want, and we shouldn’t be allowed to have it, because it’s horrible and it makes you feel sick!