Who would've thought by looking at this picture, I'd grow up to be an intellectual big dick alpha male, addicted to the mental side of perverted sex.
What's up, for those visiting my site for the first time, my name is King Pharaoh. I'm an unapologetic, hardcore DSD (Darkside of Sexual Desire) writer. I write from real life sexually deviant experiences and the deviant experiences of others I encountered.
As a writer and active practitioner of DSD, I focus my writing more on the psychological aspects of human sexual behavior, oppose to the physical act. I'm more intrigued by the reasons why a female fantasizes about being raped, then actually fulfilling the fantasy. It's knowing the intricate details of each perversion she encountered physically and mentally, willingly or unwillingly. Then it's pinpointing exactly when the pain, confusion, abuse, and the twisted curiosities of rape manifested into a perverted pleasure. That's the shit that gets my dick hard and it's on that level I connect with my readers.
RAPE PLAY
Although I'm intrigued by all sexual perversions, I have a few personal tastes of my own. Rape play, this one wasn't mine, it was given to me by a chick named Tina. At the time, I didn't know there were females out there that fantasized about being raped. So it blew my mind when she asked me to rape her. Of course, I spased on her, but she pointed out how I had already raped a few chicks we both knew. It was why she asked me to rape her in the first place.
I was a no meant yes kinda of guy. The more they said no the more I got turned on. I never just out right took the pussy. They'd put up a little resistance, some would put up a lot, but in the end I got what I wanted. My justification was they knew what I was about. I had a reputation for it, and that didn't stop girls from knocking at my door, in fact more girls knocked on my door because of it. There was no false promises of a relationship, I didn't use no pimpology and I never told them I loved them. They came looking for me. I gave them what the came looking for . . . it's simple as that.
From the first time me and Tina rape played, I was addicted. It became my heroin. I fell back from the other chicks I was messing with, that's how open she had me. She even brought a few chicks for me to feast on. The rape scenarios we came up with weren't commercial. They were dark and twisted. Her favorite ones were those of what her father did to her.
My short story Rape Me Please! is based off my relationship with Tina
CUCKOLDRY
For those of you not familiar with the term, let me break it down for you. The word cuckoldry derives from the word cuckold; which means the husband or wife of an unfaithful partner. Normally, cuckoldry is associated with a white man watching a Blackman fuck his wife, who is usually a white women.
This was another fetish I had no clue about and was introduced to it by the doctor and his wife. I was 25 years old and on top of my game. Money, women, cars, clothes, I had it all. In an upscale bar, I was approached by an older well dressed white guy, and he cut straight to the chase. He said the way the women flocked around me, I must have a big dick. I told I wasn't gay, and he said he wasn't either. From there he told me how his wife loves to fuck black guys, and he liked to watch. at first I didn't believe it. I thought it was some type of joke. Then he introduced me to his 42 year old wife, and she verified everything with a smile.
One thing led to another, and a few hours late, I was fuckin' his wife - while he jerked his dick. It wasn't the actual sex that got me off. It was the things she was saying to him while I fucked her, like, "Look how he's ramming his black cock into your wife Gary!" or "I'm going to suck him dry!" Then she said something that really fucked me up - "I want to have his black baby!" I thought for sure he was going to flip the fuck out after that - nope, instead, Gary jerked his dick faster. I know you've read about shit like this in Penthouse Letters but don't think it's true . . . trust me it really happens.
MASTER / SLAVE
Years before I had a clue what a BDSM or anything remotely related to it was, I was doing it. I've always been dominant by nature in everything I did, sexually aggressive, with a very dark imagination. Another thing, I never was at a shortage of female's to experiment on. I can't begin to tell you the depths of humiliation, degradation, and servitude I put them through. Mind you, I knew nothing of the safewords or limits. I didn't care if they were someone's grandmother, mother, aunt, daughter, sister or cousin.
For those females that crossed my path during that time of my life, I'm sorry. I apologize for using your love for me, to have my way with your minds and bodies. I hope the damaged isn't permanent.
Bdsm civilized the savageness of my sexual nature. It let me know I wasn't alone, and there were others out there like me. You have no idea the peace of the mind that gave me. Bdsm answered why I felt the need to mentally and physically dominate every female that came into my life. BDSM also gave me deeper understanding of the darkside of a female's sexual nature, and why those women in my bed let me do all those perverted things to them. For some, BDSM is just a life style. For me, it's my religion and it touches every aspect of my life.
THE EROTICIZING OF SEXUAL ABUSE
This one puts the icing on the cake for me. I'm not sure this is what it's called or that it is a recognized fetish. Either way, this one takes me deep into my Darkside of sexual Desire. The eroticizing of sexual abuse is the ability to take the memory of a sexual trauma, have the emotional and mental strength to eroticize it, and achieve an orgasm through the safety of consensual BDSM play . . . or not.
I appreciate you taking the time to read this, and getting to know the man behind the writing. Without no further hold ups . . .WELCOME TO THE DARKSIDE OF MY SEXUAL DESIRE