Dark fantasies? I have a few. Let me make one thing perfectly clear, first. I am never submissive. Hell, I am not even your equal. I can be your more dominant accomplice partner, or you can be my victim. There is no middle ground with me. Losers instant message me all day long with their stupidity like I Love you or what up bitch. I have taken a guy’s balls for less. I am not the kind of person who needs a man. I do not need friends. I have zero desire to have friends or play nice. It is not in my DNA. I have no siblings. I think I terrified my mother and she thought I might eat a sibling if she had any more brats. She was probably right. I take after the men in my family. My grandfather ran a private prison that experimented on prisoners for profit and eventually got closed by the Feds. My father was a butcher. I got my sick mind from my grandfather and my love for knives and cutting things from my father.
A shrink would diagnose me like any serial killer with narcissistic and anti-social personality disorders. I never went to a shrink because I do not want cured. Life is more fun on the dark side. I am a Satan worshiping, witchcraft practicing heathen all the way. Honestly, black magic is an underrated art form. I like to curse folks who annoy me or with whom I think the world would be better off without. That amounts to too many people, too little time. I like to torture my victims long and slowly. I want them to feel my wrath and to take in the pain until it overcomes them. I want them to die at my hands. The question I have for you though is do you want to die by my hands or lend your hands to the death of some inconsequential whore?
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