I am also hard even thinking about it.
Last year I and my boyfriend undressed stark naked, both hairy. It was hot.
I put him on the kitchen table and he said, "strangle me".
I did it gently so that he didn' suffocate at once. He was getting dizzy and blue.
We kept silent. At one point his eyes rolled back and he twitched.
That moment was so hot, I really wanted to finish him. It was so easy just to out more pressue and he was gone.
I saw his death fear in his eyes he stared right in my eyes.
We both kept silent.
He then tried to speak and said "please stop"
I immediately released him and we both came.
I felt bad and asked him if he was angry at me.
He said I was brutal but he liked how sick and pushy I was. That turned him on.
I told him I could never kill him or any other dude, it just goes to far.
From that moment on I know that having a killing fantasy doesn't mean you are a serial killer.
I couldn't kill a dude it's just wrong to hurt other humans but it was so easy really, I could bash him in the head strangle him I would have just finished him in several minutes.
He is taller than me but I was fucking strong in the hands back then because I worked out every day so that I can have a fit body and dudes would like me and leave their bodies in my control.
Now I don't have a boyfriend and don't work out.