I want you to tell me a story. Not so I can hold the information against you but to make me wet. I want to hear about your deepest, darkest, nastiest, bloodiest secret. I don’t care if you have actually done it, or just think about doing it, I want to know. Maybe it involves someone young, or your ex-wife, or some bitch at work. I don’t care. I want to hear about what you do to them, how you cause them pain way beyond what can be felt with the flesh.
I want to hear about how you keep them, torture them, make them scream or moan. How you play mind games with them, or leave trinkets from their missing loved ones. I want to know about trophy’s you have kept, did you get off on them? Or is it more of a satisfaction of a job well done.
Are you proficient at what you do, or are you progressing with each piece of shit you see fit to train or do away with? I honestly want to know. Think of me as your priest, except I cannot give you forgiveness, but of course you aren’t looking for forgiveness…are you?
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I wanna torture a girls belly in numerous ways, then slice her stomach wide open from belly button to sternum, and play around in her guts till she expires.