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Sex: The Glorious Hunt...

by aliaspinkpanther @ Monday, Feb. 18, 2008 - 02:59:55 pm

Ok, so here's the deal...I am sick and tiered of weak people, seriously, don't you guys just hate people that are so weak they slug around life with their heads low mumbling their word...Grow a freaking spine for fucks sake! I have to admit that when I see those people, no matter how nice they are, I get a kind of instinctive loathing boiling in me, I feel... predatorial. It's like I see this weak creature injured and unfit for life, and my ears just prick up, and my eyes glow, next thing I know I am going for the kill, I cant even control myself...I have to go to those people and just destroy their emotional state...There is a girl a know in my group, and she must be the weakest thing I ever saw in all my life...she is so nice though, just a little angel, but I couldn't help it, when I saw here there in the full Glory of her weakness, I pounced; I gave myself a challenge of making her commit suicide, and all I allowed myself to do was talk nicely and laugh, no swearing, no shouting, and no insulting. it was good.

I drove her to the verge of suicide, so that she started crying for no reason, she would panic every time she saw me, and whenever I laughed she would jump trembling. That girl developed spinal problems relating to nerves, and was prescribed epileptic pills that destroyed her health. On the day I was going to push her over the edge, a very good friend of mine came up to me and talked me out of it. it's just so tempting to continue...What pleased me though, was that I did not feel an ounce of remorse or guilt, seeing her destroyed pleased me, in fact it elated me, I never knew I was that sadistic, and I bloody well enjoyed it...I wonder if I am classifiably a psychopath? 
I must admit though, that on a sexual level the only people that excite me sexual are those with attitude, with a strong and imposing personality, confident, goal driven, outgoing solid people. That is where the hunt comes in, Iove it when you are sitting down and you see some guy that turns you on, and he turns out to by a fellow predator, and the two of you have a mind game of manipulation and mystery, so that by the end of the night, the two of you have wild passionate fucking...not sex; fucking, no making love bullshit. I love hot, rough and dirty, full of emotion, hate, love, passion! It's what makes us alive, what makes us human! I guess that's why I dont like weak people; they are an abomination to life, so passive, so submissive, a disgrace to our origin!
After reading this, those of you that are weak, do you understand the beauty of being predatorial? Do you understand the pleasure of the hunt? The pleasure of being spontaneous, adventurous, wild, untamed, unique and self speaking! Or am I the only one like this? Am I a case that needs to be treated or locked up? What do you think?

 
 
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