I have extreme snuff fantasies. Seriously, I don’t know what the fuck is wrong with me. Something serious is screwed in my head. I enjoy watching snuff movies. I am not getting off on the sadistic men. I have no desire to kill someone. I want to be the victim. I want to die a horrible pain. Ever since I saw the Hostel movies, I have been consumed with fantasies like that. Have you ever seen them? Women mostly are kidnapped then auctioned off to the highest bidders to do very depraved and violent things. I need a very sadistic partner to make this a reality. I know folks are like if you have a death wish, just kill yourself. It is not so much that I want to die. It is more that I want to experience the ultimate amount of pain and suffering possible. I want to know true pain. The pain of having an eyeball picked right out of my socket. The pain of sexual mutilation like a blow torch to my nipples and clit. The pain of being hobbled so I can’t walk like James Caan in Misery. The pain I experience is like anal prolapse, which is nothing compared to being tortured by a sadist. I want to pass out from pain and be revived over and over again. I don’t want a quick snuff death either. I need a pure sadist who will get off on killing me little by little. I want my eyeball hanging out of my eye socket. I want my tits sawed off. I want my clit burned off. I want my fingernails pulled off. I want my skin peeled off my body. You get the picture. I have a hardcore snuff fantasy that I can’t make happen on my own. Are you that sadist to help me?
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