Page 4 of Monstrous Urges

NapoleonInExile

I’m going to ruin you

This is how I know I’m supremely fucked in the head. Because that, of all things, is what captured my attention. Because Fumi was right: this is what I need. Not a date. Not another boyfriend to tick a box.

I need something raw and real and now.

So that’s how we started talking. No “I want to”. No “would you like me to”.

“I am going to ruin you.”

A man says the filthiest thing anyone’s ever said to me, and I’m instantly all-in? Paging Dr. Jesnick: we need to chat, immediately.

SecretSlut

That’s quite the opening line

NapoleonInExile

It’s not a line, it’s a warning. Here’s another: be sure of what you’re getting into if you choose to go any further with me, or you’ll regret it.

I swallow as my eyes scan our message exchange again.

SecretSlut

Why would I regret it?

NapoleonInExile

Because I’m not playing games. My tastes are…singular…and dark.

SecretSlut

So are mine

NapoleonInExile

We’ll see.

NapoleonInExile

Your safe word will be “Vault”. Until you use it, assume that I’ll do whatever I want to you. I’ll chase you, and catch you, and fuck you hard and mercilessly in any hole I choose. We’re not going to “play”. I’m going to make you my personal little cum slut. My fuck toy. My pretty little whore. Are we continuing, or not.

I think it was the borderline psychotic unapologetic tone. Not a negotiation. A decree.

And yes, that pulled a trigger inside of me.

SecretSlut

I’m still here.

NapoleonInExile

For now.

NapoleonInExile

What are your hard limits. Be very specific.

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