Gonna make you my bitch

[Guest]

You, yes you. Worm. Parasite. The 'tard. Pretender to human. If I had the word "hate" imprinted on every molecule of every cell of my body it wouldn't begin to describe the amount of hate I have for you...

(Apologies to Harlan)

HAd to get that out folks. Now I want to write a story. erotic horror, of course. There is a certain gentleman in my life to which I would visit upon every cruelty I could imagine.

Which I cannot do, of course, he's the father of the man (to be) which holds my dearest and purest love. Besides, I'd get my butt parked in a suit tighter than Hannibal's.

So I'm going to write a story.

Make him my bitch.

How far can I go with erotic horror?

Sadists... your ideas are welcome.

 

[Roxanne Appleby]

How far, you mean on Lit? Lit might be too "tame" for your purposes.

This sounds therapeutic rather than obsessive, but I suppose that depends on how you approach and view it. IOW, it's up to you. (Right, anyone? I'm winging it here . . .)

Best wishes IRL, and have fun in the writing.

 

[damppanties]

Sadists... your ideas are welcome.

But... what about nonconsent?

 

[rgraham666]

I once fed a protagonist in one of my vampire stories to what a crit partner called The Vagina Mangler 3000™.

Something grows from the crotch of the beast, a horrible mockery of a man’s phallus. Too big for even an equine, it promises an excruciating pain to any woman it is thrust into. That’s only the least of it. Tiny ridges of bone, razor sharp, dot its length.

Sadistic enough for you?

 

[Roxanne Appleby]

But... what about nonconsent?

My sense is that those are supposed to start off as "No, no!" but finish as "Yes, yes!" That wouldn't work here. But I'm hardly an expert in the field.

 

[damppanties]

My sense is that those are supposed to start off as "No, no!" but finish as "Yes, yes!" That wouldn't work here. But I'm hardly an expert in the field.

He'll hate himself the morning after.

 

[Guest]

I saw this thread title, I just assumed it was another thread complaining about unwanted PMs.

 

[Guest]

How far, you mean on Lit? Lit might be too "tame" for your purposes.

This sounds therapeutic rather than obsessive, but I suppose that depends on how you approach and view it. IOW, it's up to you. (Right, anyone? I'm winging it here . . .)

Best wishes IRL, and have fun in the writing.

*smile* Theraputic purposes only, promise. Tho it would be amusing to give him a gift wrapped copy at some time, and a copy of a bank balance of the money showered upon me by long-suffering exes everywhere.

Recognise anyone, bitch?

I'm not sure if I want to flense him until he's a scream of helplessly quivering flesh, or, (from this comes the title of the thread) do the BDSM thing, with lots of interesting drugs, of course, and break him mentally with weird and perverted torturous sex until he's begging me for it, crying and wailing, (while addressing by my proper title, natch), and then applying a final coup-de-gras..hrm - some kind of mind trick that would make him recall the session, the horror, the pain, the humiliation and his complete de-manning, every time he so much as got a hint of wood.

 

[Guest]

*smile* Theraputic purposes only, promise. Tho it would be amusing to give him a gift wrapped copy at some time, and a copy of a bank balance of the money showered upon me by long-suffering exes everywhere.

Recognise anyone, bitch?

I'm not sure if I want to flense him until he's a scream of helplessly quivering flesh, or, (from this comes the title of the thread) do the BDSM thing, with lots of interesting drugs, of course, and break him mentally with weird and perverted torturous sex until he's begging me for it, crying and wailing, (while addressing by my proper title, natch), and then applying a final coup-de-gras..hrm - some kind of mind trick that would make him recall the session, the horror, the pain, the humiliation and his complete de-manning, every time he so much as got a hint of wood.

Oooh.

I wanna party with you.

 

[Guest]

I once fed a protagonist in one of my vampire stories to what a crit partner called The Vagina Mangler 3000™.

Sadistic enough for you?

That's absolutely lovely, Rob. Appropriate, as well. But this is.. personal. And the physical part of it, while lovely with blood, sweat and tears and other helpless secretions, is only half.

I'm gonna fuck his mind. In a sense, damppanties had it right - "He'll hate himself afterward". What we've got here is a straight vanilla (no beans even!) mysogynist control freak.

He can't hurt me anymore directly - so guess who he uses to do it?

I want to kill. But I know that it's far, far worse - to let them live.

 

[Guest]

Oooh.

I wanna party with you.

*kiss*

Not my normal genre, but I have been pushing my boundaries lately. *grin*

Gotta reasearch paralytic and psychotropic drugs.

 

[Guest]

Violet wands. hrm - now these are interesting. One could do some interesting things with a tool like this.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Violet_wand

 

[voluptuary_manque]

Good Lord! Remind me to stay on your good side . . .

 

[Guest]

Good Lord! Remind me to stay on your good side . . .

*smileykissies* Hello, Mr Bear!

You have to understand something. I am all about forgiveness and turn the other cheek and all that. It takes a lot to get me going.

But I've been putting up with this excremental brain stain for thirteen years. It's a long time. A *very* long time.

 

[voluptuary_manque]

*smileykissies* Hello, Mr Bear!

You have to understand something. I am all about forgiveness and turn the other cheek and all that. It takes a lot to get me going.

But I've been putting up with this excremental brain stain for thirteen years. It's a long time. A *very* long time.

Is the offical bond finally cut? That's a lot of time to put up with abuse, no matter what kind it is.

 

[Guest]

Is the offical bond finally cut? That's a lot of time to put up with abuse, no matter what kind it is.

We are bonded through parentage and a custody agreement. He can't hurt me directly anymore, I am out of his direct control. But due to circumstances at the time, he has major residency (but joint, not sole custody) and ultimately has the reins when it comes to control of our son.

And that's why I'm so umm - compassion-challenged today. He hurts me by playing powergames with our son as the tool. What Mr. Father Of The Decade chooses not to acknowledge is that this kind of behavior harms our son, too.

 

[voluptuary_manque]

We are bonded through parentage and a custody agreement. He can't hurt me directly anymore, I am out of his direct control. But due to circumstances at the time, he has major residency (but joint, not sole custody) and ultimately has the reins when it comes to control of our son.

And that's why I'm so umm - compassion-challenged today. He hurts me by playing powergames with our son as the tool. What Mr. Father Of The Decade chooses not to acknowledge is that this kind of behavior harms our son, too.

Ah, then when the boy reaches his majority, "Ta-ta, (military expletives deleted here)!", No?

 

[impressive]

You go, girl!

I have a nasty fate designed for my homophobic bully rapist asshole character, too -- but he's not patterned after anyone.

 

[Guest]

Ah, then when the boy reaches his majority, "Ta-ta, (military expletives deleted here)!", No?

Three years, three months, and twenty four days left in my internment.

After that....

 

[voluptuary_manque]

Three years, three months, and twenty four days left in my internment.

After that....

"Off with his head!"

 

[Guest]

"Off with his head!"

Nawwww...
I might mangle his testicles just a teensy bit.

 

[DesertPirate]

Nawwww...
I might mangle his testicles just a teensy bit.

VM didn't say which head

 

[Guest]

VM didn't say which head

Oh, no!

I would leave him with that. The only pretty thing about him. But you see, if it didn't work...

 

[bronzeage]

*smile* Theraputic purposes only, promise. Tho it would be amusing to give him a gift wrapped copy at some time, and a copy of a bank balance of the money showered upon me by long-suffering exes everywhere.

Recognise anyone, bitch?

I'm not sure if I want to flense him until he's a scream of helplessly quivering flesh, or, (from this comes the title of the thread) do the BDSM thing, with lots of interesting drugs, of course, and break him mentally with weird and perverted torturous sex until he's begging me for it, crying and wailing, (while addressing by my proper title, natch), and then applying a final coup-de-gras..hrm - some kind of mind trick that would make him recall the session, the horror, the pain, the humiliation and his complete de-manning, every time he so much as got a hint of wood.

Sucks to be him.

 

[Guest]

Since I'm not writing anything right now, I'll offer up this unwritten storyline for your consideration. It's short on gore but, handled right, would be high on horror as far as I'm concerned.

The asshole visits his dying mother who, knowing that her son is an asshole who has always treated her and everyone else as things rather than people, curses him with her dying breath.

The curse makes him become helplessly aroused and desperate at the slightest touch--from anyone. And it endows him with the ability to come again, and again, and again, but never finding any release, reducing him to abject begging. It also prohibits him from committing suicide.

I always envisioned this exceedingly straight, misogynistic, control freak guy finding his way into a biker bar... and a bachelorette party... and a BDSM dungeon... and a boardroom... and...

I gave him an out, but I suspect you wouldn't.

Use it if you like.