As a dominant, there has always been this sadistic bone in my body, this underlying aspect to my personality that delights in sheer torture, in humiliation and degradation.
One of the hottest fantasies of mine - to me - is the idea of stalking this woman from her home, kidnapping her and taking her to something abandoned industrial complex where its cold and dank and dark - and training her day in and day out to become a behaved little sex doll.
The one thing that thrills me and tickles my bones is the psychological interaction between, say, myself and this unnamed pretty little thing. I have this idea in me that I can break down, essentially, who she is - who she’s developed into.
The tastes that she has, the life that she’s built, whether she is in a relationship or married - I can work to break all that down - because....at the end of the day, we all have this spot in the back of our minds that we leave locked up, that we’re afraid of. It could be related to anything - being rude, being mean, being a sexual deviant, wanting to speak our minds but knowing better.
And I want to break that down in her. I want to...picture this - that she’s completely naked, chained by her hands to stand upright panting, sweating, begging. Picture that there’s she has some fight in her, that she will fight back to hold on to some semblance of who she was while I whip her with my belt.
You see, I want to find her limit. We can decide whether to push that limit or extend it softly later - but for now, I want to find it so I can get her to tell me EVERY. SINGLE. LITTLE. DETAIL. That her morality is locking up in the depths of her mind, either consciously or subconsciously. I want to break her down, raw and roughly and coarse, until she’s a sensitive mess of a human being, because then we get to who she is and what she wants and why.
And when she’s broken down and trembling, when every inch of her body and mind is on fire from this physical and emotional assault, then I can teach her, train her. To be obedient, to be a loving, giving, adoring Slave. No matter how long it takes. I’ve got the patience.
Why? Because minds fascinate me. I want to break down barriers, find the messy heart. I want to study what makes them tick, what darkness they have within them, what they consider light. I want to set them free.
It’s a dark fantasy in my head, a giddy rush to my cock, igniting my senses, stimulating my mind.