extreme rape

She is the unattainable. I see her like and I can’t concentrate. My hunger builds exponentially every second I am in her presence. I used to want to just make love then later on simply fuck such a beautiful creature. Now I know that is a useless fantasy as she would have nothing to do with me. Only in my dreams. This fact leaves me frustrated and angry inside. My desires must be transformed in order to accomodate the reality of the situation. I could never have her consentually speaking, so in order to take her it must be through force. Restrained force, at first. However, as my hunger builds the stark reality that she would never willingly give herself to me turns that desire into fire. An inferno of hatred which directs my actions to be cruel and degrading. Seeing her pain and agony in the form of tears and wailing gives me an incredible hard on. I want to hurt her. Her screams bring me ecstasy. I cut her tits, slash her skin, burn her face destroying the very beauty which haunts me everyday. Her annihilation brings forth my freedom and release from the mental bondage she held me in for so long.