Seize what you own.
Let this be your reminder that every part of you deserves love, even the sadistic part. You have mine, and you have my trust. You have my consent; it's already yours, fully, and always will be. It never expires. I've brought the original consent here for you, and I'm giving you more. I'm going to tell you how I'd like you to use it. You're the only person I trust to take full control from me and fulfill my need for pain, suffering, and being dominated completely. You enjoying it is most delicious to me; I want to experience it bringing you joy. Regardless of anything else, you own my consent forever; it's my permanent gift to you. I'd enjoy it if you felt free to use it anytime you wish and do as you please. Help yourself to my pain and suffering, please, and take all of it that you want.
Not only do I love this part of you, but I crave it almost insatiably. To be specific, I need to fully give up control to you. I need pain and cruelty freely given by you. I crave this exchange with you. I need you to target my balls for torture and make it excruciating. I need you to fully let go of your constraints and never hold back with me; I'd always rather you go too far than not far enough. I crave the pleasure you'll get from my pain — your excitement, your joy. I want it to make you so hard you're throbbing and leaking precum in my mouth.
This was our original consent; I'm going to build onto it. Here is what's true: When I got turned on hearing you degrade that pay pig, you said if I ever want you to talk like that, let you know. This is me letting you know. I want to meet that part of My Bobby. I want you to do it — not for me, but for you. I want you to get into it. I want you to get off to it. I'm asking for the real Bobby to accept my invitation to be who he is, fully, and say anything he wants to me. I'd love for you to jack off while you do it. I'd love to hear your pleasure. When you dominate me, in anything you do and anytime you want, I want you to be mean on purpose. Find ways to be meaner. Keep making it worse and make me take it all. I'd always rather you risk it being too much than not enough. I want you to try to find my limits, then enjoy pushing past them. I want you to hurt me — bad. I never hand the reins to anyone. I'm tired of always being in control. I'm handing them to you, cowboy 🤠. My consent is yours. When you're ready.
The letter I wrote you had an entire section titled 🧩 How We Fit Together (and How We Help Each Other). This list has continued to grow; even here, we're counterparts. You were always irreplaceable, and with this, you're my unicorn. Knowing that not only can you give me what I crave, but you'd also enjoy it just as much as I would — it almost seems designed by the universe. I've never trusted anyone enough to fully let go, except you. I've always had to ask for it, remind them, and beg for it harder, only to be met with half-hearted attempts. If they actually went hard enough, it felt good, but they didn't enjoy it and didn't take the initiative. No one has ever gotten me close to even thinking about a safe word. I don't even think I need one.
My Sadistic Bobby, if the opportunity arises, I'm giving you total free use of me, and I hope you use me to the fullest extent. Anytime, anywhere.
Walk up, pull your cock out and shove it in my face, rub it across my lips, slap it against my face, and command me to suck it. When your cock is out, you're 100% in charge and I have no say in the matter whatsoever. Use that same authority for anything you want — punish the shit out of me if I resist or hesitate. Though I'm sure my mouth would be around it before you even had time to say anything.
Take it further: mount my head, pin me down hard with your body or hands, and brutally fuck my throat. Pound it fast and mercilessly, or use long, slow, sadistic strokes that tease me with just enough air before you ram it back in deep and hold it there, choking me with your cock on purpose. I want you to be evil with this — use your cock as a weapon and attack my throat with the clear intent to cut off my breath. Stay balls-deep and refuse to pull out no matter how hard I struggle or fight for air.
Disregard how long it's been since I breathed. I promise you, in that moment, I want your cock more than air, even if I'm desperately fighting for my life. Overpower me completely when I resist. Crush those instincts and force me to take it all. I don't care if I see stars. I don't care if you push me until I pass out. If my body goes limp from choking on your cock, take that as a sign: 1) it's definitely time to pull out, and 2) you've done exceptionally well meeting and exceeding what I crave.
You'll know I'm truly enjoying myself when you watch me gag, writhe, thrash, and desperately fight for air. These extreme cock-choking moments skyrocket my craving for excruciating ball pain. When you're ravaging my throat like this, I want you to fully drop all restraint and go berserk on my nuts. I want the same savage treatment while I'm cumming.
At any point, I'd love for you to tie my package up tight, or put cock rings around my entire package and just my balls. You can stack as many as you can to stretch my balls as far as they'll go and keep them squeezed tight. Importantly, this keeps your target from moving. It holds my balls in place so they have nowhere to go, making it easier to take aim and strike with maximum impact without missing. Depending on what you tie them up with, you could also have a leash to pull.
You can shove your hand down my pants, grab my balls hard, squeeze them, and use my balls as a handle or leash to pull me where you want me — down to my knees; yank me up to my feet; drag me across the bed, floor, table, or whatever I'm on; or use them to pull my ass back onto your cock. You can force me into position. You can pull my pants down, spit on your dick, and shove it in my ass; I don't care if your goal is 15 seconds of extremely intense fucking to bust a quick nut or a multi-hour session. I do prefer lube if it lasts, though.
While you're ramming your cock down my throat or up my ass, I want you to be purposefully cruel and vicious with my balls — hurt them on purpose, as hard as you fucking want. Squeeze, crush, pull, yank, slap, spank, and knee them. Build the pain harder and harder until it's excruciating. Make it so bad I'm writhing, screaming, and crying with your cock buried deep in my throat… and then don't stop anything. Make me take it and make it even worse.
Choke me with your cock until I'm seeing stars while you beat my balls at the same time. Do both simultaneously so I can scream around your thick cock stuffed down my throat and you can feel exactly what that vibration does to you. Fuck my ass hard and use my balls like a handle — lift my ass up and yank me back onto your cock as you slam into me. When I'm cumming, shooting, or leaking, go completely berserk on my nuts the entire time until my orgasm is over. I want the majority of the extremes like punching and kicking saved for when I'm cumming, but you're in complete control — do whatever the fuck gets your cock throbbing and dripping while it's buried in my mouth or throat. I crave the taste of your precum on my tongue while you own me.
Thinking about the combination of your dick sealing off my air and your hand torturing my balls at the same time makes me yearn for your abuse.
Whatever makes your cock throb and drip while you viciously ravish me.
I crave the taste of your precum on my tongue. I already know you're going to be fucking delicious.
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My absolute consent is yours — all the way, consensual non-consent included. If you rape me, I'll fucking love it; and you, you sadistic mother fucker. We can always plan a trip if we want to visit, you can crash with me anytime — that would never be a problem. But I dream of you just showing up whenever the hell you feel like it and doing whatever the fuck you want. I permanently shared my location with you on Google Maps (leojohnson@me.com), so feel free to come hunt me down and use me as your personal fucktoy whenever the fuck you want.
You can wait for me to open the door and immediately force your way in like you own the fucking place, slam me against the wall. Shove your hand in my pants, wrap your fist around my entire package and squeeze the fuck out of it. Or wait until I recognize you and then attack anyway. Feel free to just grab me and start kneeing me in the balls repeatedly before shoving me down to my knees and grabbing my head to fuck it, any time. Or get the best of both with a nice long hug followed by repeatedly slamming your knee into my crotch.
Or skip all the bullshit and use my door code (1672) to silently let yourself in and sneak up on me like the apex predator you are. Wake me up by rubbing your hard cock across my lips and face, then growl "open your fucking mouth, bitch" right before you shove it balls-deep down my throat while I'm still groggy and helpless. Or wake me to sudden excruciating pain, with your hand wrapped around my balls brutally crushing them, or your hand tight around my neck, choking the fight out of me until I'm gasping and weak. I'll wake up fucking terrified, it'll be a hell of a rush, you'll have to overpower me because I'll fight back until I realize its you and I'm safe to fully let go.
Catch me anywhere — in the shower, in the kitchen, chilling on the couch. Stalk me if you want to, and enjoy the hunt. Grab me on a hike, deep in the woods, in a park, in a dark alley, or wherever the fuck I am. Ambush me without warning, force me to my knees or spin me around, yank my pants down, spit on your dick and rape me mercilessly right there — no warning, just your long cock brutally destroying whichever hole you decide to wreck first. Bring handcuffs, rope, zip ties, duct tape, whatever you want to subdue me while I fight like a trapped animal. Drag me kicking and screaming to my feet. Grab my balls like a handle, or tie them up while I'm pinned down and pull the rope like a leash. Throw me in your vehicle, have your way with me in there.
If you want to keep it going, kidnap me to an abandoned building, a shed, a barn, or deep into the woods where no one can hear me scream. Then destroy my holes and torture my balls for hours — squeezing, crushing, slapping, yanking, kneeing them mercilessly until I'm writhing, sobbing, screaming, and begging — round after savage, merciless round until you've completely broken me. Do whatever the fuck it takes to make it happen — break in, overpower me, choke me unconscious if I fight too hard then tie me up.
When you're raping me, safe words don't exist. There's no relief and no escape. I want the full real experience; and you providing it is a priceless gift I'll cherish forever. I'll think about it when I jerk off for the rest of my life.
You can wear a mask or bandana to make it real and fucking terrifying, but once I hear your voice or see your tattoos I'll know it's you — the only sadistic fucker I trust enough to fully let go — with both of us knowing that begging you to stop is actually thanking you profusely and begging you for more.
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I ask two things. 1. For you to be mean, brutal, and merciless; even vicious and ruthless. 2. Truly enjoy yourself, please; do what brings you joy. Push my limits and enjoy going past them. The thing I'll love the most is experiencing your enjoyment and joy while you own me; let me experience it. Make it vocal; I want to hear your sounds, your taunts, your laughing, your growling, grunts, and moans while you get off to my suffering. If you'll cum to it, please do whatever it takes in that moment to make your climax as euphoric as possible.
I've handed you the reins fully; you have complete free rein.
My only limits are nothing that comes out of a body, except spit, blood, and cum; nothing that leaves me extremely black and blue; nothing that causes permanent damage; and nothing that needs medical attention after. Other than that, take what you want, when you want, however you want it, as intimate or mean as you want it; keep a tight rein on me, cowboy 🤠.