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Disclaimer
I have no idea how this horrific main character could spring from my mind. I’m not sure I’d even technically call this BDSM, even though it has many BDSM features.
It all started with me wanting to explore the life and mind-set of a professional torturer. Not as an evil character, but rather as the typical “good guy” protagonist. The main character is, believe it or not, based on a woman I know who annoys me infinitely. She isn’t nice, she just thinks she is. I liked the idea of somebody being the most vicious of evil mutilators and rapists and not only justifying their crimes to themselves, but also feel like they are the victims.
The reason why I wouldn’t call this BDSM is because rather than turning me on, it terrified me. The night after the first draft I dreamt nightmares about the main character and the story. The fact that anything as this can spring from my own mind is probably the worst bit.
You have been warned.
I’m dedicating this story to all women who’ve ever been abused, if they’ll have it, of course. And please take your time to make a review. Especially if you didn’t like it. A cruel one is better than no review. I’m not doing this to win a popularity contest. I’m posting this because I want to become a better writer, and I need your help.
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