Crazy Samurai
In solidarity with Manletmachine - Niamh is evil
- Dec 13, 2020
- 13,797
The only way ill fall out of my love for my oneitis is if I removed myself from this spell of limerence she herself put me under
Not too long ago I started dreaming of her overpowering me, beating me, physically harming me and the weird thing was that I enjoyed it
There would be nothing more appealing to me than my oneitis drugging me with an anticholinergic for me to lose my free will
Then following after to beat me to bruises with her bare fists, leaving visible, painful marks on my extremities
Subsequently, she would tie my hands with a rope, duct tape my mouth so I wouldn't be able to escape
Afterward she would take me to an abandoned forest and tie me to a pole with the same rope
She would wake me up, free of the drug's powers to where I am now conscious
I would be unable to move, strangled by the rope's grip to the pole, she would resume her beatings
Next she would proceed to use her long nails, and cut my skin, my flesh open, causing me to bleed a slow, painful death
I wouldn't ask for mercy, rather for immediate death, she would refuse and instead continue her fists and beatings
Then, when I lose conscious, my head becomes dizzy, she would use her hands and deprive me of my last breaths, I would be dead
Nothing is more pleasing to me than being physically beaten in the most seductive manner by a hot brunette girl for which I've been in deep, deep love with
Not too long ago I started dreaming of her overpowering me, beating me, physically harming me and the weird thing was that I enjoyed it
There would be nothing more appealing to me than my oneitis drugging me with an anticholinergic for me to lose my free will
Then following after to beat me to bruises with her bare fists, leaving visible, painful marks on my extremities
Subsequently, she would tie my hands with a rope, duct tape my mouth so I wouldn't be able to escape
Afterward she would take me to an abandoned forest and tie me to a pole with the same rope
She would wake me up, free of the drug's powers to where I am now conscious
I would be unable to move, strangled by the rope's grip to the pole, she would resume her beatings
Next she would proceed to use her long nails, and cut my skin, my flesh open, causing me to bleed a slow, painful death
I wouldn't ask for mercy, rather for immediate death, she would refuse and instead continue her fists and beatings
Then, when I lose conscious, my head becomes dizzy, she would use her hands and deprive me of my last breaths, I would be dead
Nothing is more pleasing to me than being physically beaten in the most seductive manner by a hot brunette girl for which I've been in deep, deep love with
