I know you have secrets. I know you have things burdening your soul that you would never dare tell anyone, could never tell anyone. Things that you would rather take to the grave then admit in broad daylight. Well, I want you to tell those secrets to me. I want to hear about all of your demons that burden you so much. Do you have a craving for sweet and innocent boys and girls? Maybe you’d like to see their terror as the life leaves their eyes. Do you want to feel that thick, throbbing P-Cock break into their holes and split them wide open as they wrap around you tightly? Maybe you have mommy issues and like to take it out on the women in your life? Do you like to feel their flesh break open under your fists? maybe feel the bones crack in your hands? They look so pretty covered in blood with their lips split open from their teeth being smashed, don’t they?
Or maybe you’re the victem? Did some bad men take advantage of your youth and use your young, supple body in ways that you’ve never felt before? Did it hurt you, traumatise you? Did you secretly enjoy it? Whatever is on your mind, you can tell me anything, I won’t judge you. I’m here to help you, after all. Even if I need to find you fresh meat for your enjoyment.