I was that freckled, red headed kid the older bullies use to pick on in school. Now that I'm an adult, I've learned my place in society and know that there are men that like to prey on weaker minded guys like me. There is so much control a dominant man has over a guy like me when he has his hand over my mouth or ligature around my neck, knowing at any second, he can take me out and satisfy his sexual lust of killing a weak prey like me. Even more sexually arousing, is the thought of what he would like to do to my limp body afterwards.
