I was sitting at camp yesterday when I started to feel a little lonely. It's been about a week since the last time I saw someone, and I have enough food and supplies here to last me another three. I'm currently setup deep in Sabine National Forest, off of an abandoned scretch of service road where I saw an old trail just wide enough for my car to fit.
The truth is that I thought I might get lonely, which is why I brought my box of toys and other gear with me before I took off. What I miss the most is reading all my victim's little emotions as I violate them; the hopelessness, the humiliation, the trauma, and every stage of fear and grief in between. A little pain is okay as a supplement to sexual abuse, but in my experience too much can easily become a distration from the finer factors of their own psychological torment.
Just to be clear, this is NOT intended for online text-based roleplay. I'm STD-free with a vasectomy. I'm retired and have enough resources to carry on indefinitely if I'm enjoying myself.
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