The Director

Taboo phone sexAh the Arts.  Don’t you just love them? I certainly do.  Especially independent films.  Low budget, shot in basements, tunnels, living rooms, or dark dirt roads.  It doesn’t matter where really, what I like about them is the subject matter.  My favorite plots involve an unstable person.  Like myself.  Someone who likes to come up with creative ways to bring pain into the lives of others.  Someone who isn’t afraid to not be Politically Correct in their views. 

I want to see a victim, laying there, unable to move.  I want to see the pain and fear creep into their eyes as they are maliciously violated.  I want to see holes widened to the point that blood flows freely.  I want to hear them beg, cry, scream and gasp for breath.  I want to see person after person use them to the point where their mind snaps.

I’m getting excited just writing about it.  When I get into this sort of mood I start to crave some play time.  If I cannot get that in the outside world, I either watch one of the movies that I described above, or I play with one of the victims here.  Talk about easy access.  Take Fiona for example.  Pretty girl, but the bitch can take a beating.  She also can take a good asshole ripping fuck session, especially when it is forced upon her.  Then end it all with a big fat cock being crammed down her throat so she is asphyxiated by it. Maybe, just maybe, I can talk her into being in my own independent film.  I’ll tell her that of course it will just be acting, and she will survive … maybe.  I’m sure she will agree to it, and if she doesn’t, then I just may do it anyway.

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