I would like to be tortured. Iv been with some abusive guys but nothing I would call torture. I can find guys easily just can't seem to find the right ones..
 
Torture Soldier boy slowly with knife or bayonet and finish him off with bayonet through heart.
 
Have been tortured many times since being a kid of 15yrs old. By several different sadist Master type guys. It's not just the pain thats a turn on, it's also the anticipation & the fear that grips if & when blood starts to flow. I think anyone who knows me will know what I want to happen to me in my ultimate & final scene. I hope one day to achieve it. Finding someone who would like to do it is easy. Finding someone who can & will is dam near impossible.
 
Totally into being electro tortured to death, love having my balls beaten for hours then wired up and electrocuted for hours more. Want to be tortured to death this way in a satanic ritual, my goal is to become an incubus!
 
oh yes.. tortureing young slim men is wonderful.. just wish that there were any willling torturevictims in sweden..
 
Hell Yeah would love to have a smoot boy 15-25y first drug him with some amf and viagra after that tie him up and let the fun begin. Start by beating specially his guts if he got abs. Then take out the stun gun and watch him dance and lissen to him begging. And yeah ofcuorce rape the shit out of him
 
I live near the Dutch coast, did my first jerking off in a German bunker when horseriding. Fearing what might happen if someone entered.. Still get hard on riding boots and bunkers and dungeons. Would be a great place to make a movie.
 
torture is damn hot, though the best part is breaking your prisoner and twisting him into whatever sick monster I want to make him in my attempts at stories.
 
My victim grapples with his fate as he feels his grow week from the lack of oxygen due to my hands around his neck. I stare deeply into his pain-stricken eyes as they dart back and forth, his chest struggles to fill with air and his body pitches and convulses. Then, as I see him start to fade, I let go of his windpipe and massage his chest allowing the life-giving air to come back in. This man is totally mine to do with as I please and he knows it. But he doesn't know what's next. Fear sets in as I guide him down to the dark corner of the cellar where I keep the electric chair.
 
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