“Your just trying to be nice to me so you can eat me when I'm not on my way”
“Your just Fattening me up”
“Your just using me... “
“you pissed in my drink didn't you, You did din't you, your smiling... you did it, you DID it, Stop smiling”
I've heard em all and more and though normally I just smile and let my actions explain things..its about time I Brought up the how and why.

I like predators, there delicious, but when I meet one with style, with a bit more substance than just the meat on their bones I delve in deeper, watching them like a cat with a mouse.. they seldom realize this of course, when I make my move its all smiles, starting of friendly, if they try to do something..DUMB like attack me, things will take a less affectionate tone of course, but this seldom happens, I sort of exude a don't fuck with me nature

When people hear that I enslave and dominate folks, big hungry folks they just assume I use the rape, the beating and the being a bastard, thats so.... simple minded, it's almost replusive in its inelegance.. Its shamefull that i've done it..now and then, but I find it hardly an efficient way of getting what I want..
When I select a person to be more than otter pudge there must be something MORE about them right, and beating and wrecking them is just going to risk collateral damage, be it physical or psychological that I must waste effort rebuilding.


How much more appropriate is it to use a scalpel rather than a sledgehammer, and in that my secret is obvious, after a bit of observation I'll know what makes my target tick, and using these pleasures and urges I'll slowly craft a fantasy that I can provide, from simply feeding them, to sexual needs, to stimulating there mind, and as I place these sweet gifts into there lips I slowly twist the urges to be suitable to my needs, placing myself as the roll of provider.. slipping them ever so slowly into my power...now you see, At its heart the reason I take a worthy fellow..or girl under my loving embrace is to create a dependency in them for me.. when my job is done well these promising folks will be fully addicted to my ideas and whims... with a strong side of awe at how cunning my mind works...

Yes dear reader, I suppose I deal a drug after all, its my attention..highly addictive.. and fattening... but god help the person who wants me to stop giving it out..