You remember it like it was yesterday. The trials; the feeling of dread waking up every day to have to face me on the stand.

But then you won. I was found guilty. They put me away. And with that, you can find peace.

But you didn't. In fact, there hasn't been a day where you haven't thought about me; the man that shattered your life.

Maybe it's PTSD. After all, nothing have been the same since then. Or maybe it's some yearning for the oblivion and rest of death for yourself.

Or maybe it's a darker, more secret craving of hoping to relive that fateful night, where I murdered her.

Regardless, when you've learned I was getting out early for good conduct, you've been thinking about it. Every days. Every nights. I'm getting out, and you're finally going to be able to get some closure, in one dark way or another.

Today is the day I'm out. Are you going to wait for me by the prison door, pretending to be part of a rehabilitation program? Or maybe move in next to my new home, pretending it's happenstance that we meet again.

Whether you admit it to yourself or not, I'm about to change your life once more.

Hi DPP!

Today I'm looking for an open minded partner to play that sick little fantasy with me.
I'm looking for someone willing to play a guilt-ridden impossible romance. I can either play someone on the path to redemption that you will bring back down on a dark path, or a remorse-free abuser that will corrupt you for good.

My kinks are taboo, fucked up romance, cheating, secrecy, establishing rules before breaking them, age gaps, incest, impreg, clean snuff, beast, porn & porn addiction, straight to gay/gay to straight, bi play, mental corruption, drugs, filming, feet, spit, being rimmed, sloppy kissing, piss occasionally.

Only limits are sexualized gore, chastity, too much body hair, scent play/musk.