I have no idea. The fantasy side in my head is yelling "Of course!", but everything about my actual existing in the real life (being kind, sympathetic and never wanting to even offend anyone) says very much otherwise. The replies here make all the arguments I have: "Only if someone deserved it.", "I might truely regret it and screw my sanity up for real" and "It wouldn't be like in fantasies, it would probably be nothing short of disgusting" are all things I've thought of.

Yet, real gore in some occasions does turn me on. So do hearing actual real life crimes of horrible things done to pretty women, like being used up and then chopped up and flushed down the toilet. (Though that criminal got caught as the toilet clogged and upon clearing the blockage, it was revealed what he had done)…

The complete stripping of someone's power, life and everything they have ever worked for, to prioritize your sexual desires. To reducing someone to be a plaything… it's still a very real turn on.

Sometimes often thinking of how many years of my life I have spent to make sure I never do anything bad to anyone, yet how much life has beaten me down on every occasion… maybe I'd deserve it; To finally treat myself to my fantasies, with the expense of some pretty girl who has already had some 20-25 years of a life where she is being catered to and worshipped, that has already amounted to more good, than my life has. Maybe that should be the price. The balance, where my needs outweigh one pretty princesses and her beautiful existance ends in a condensed suffering of realizing the absurdity of her limbs being gone and she's being dicked by a hard cock, all equaling to about the same of my 40 something shitty years of life to her 25 years of people-worship-the-ground-she-walks-on and a few days of horror.

After all, both of our lives won't matter anything in 100, 200 years tops.


At the end of the day though, fantasy and bitterness spoke the rest of the post through anonymity, for some personal catharsis and venting.

In actual sincerety, I don't think I ever will let that monster out. Not unless something somewhere inside snaps… and I don't feel like I'm anywhere near that. Have have too much of a conscience and I always dream of being the hero and helping people out, so even in the case of finding an unconscious girl in a ditch, I'm sure I'd sneak in a pervy peek or a picture, then save her life like a white knight and serve her all she needs until she waves goodbye and I'm back to wanking in my dungeon ;D