Is it normal that i like to be crushed to death by a handsome boy?
since I was a five years old boy I fantasized to be crushed under feet by my friends and women. now I have become a crusher and I only get pleasure with boy crushers. Identification with the victim is the very thing that makes me reaches to the highest pitch of sexual pleasure. to see myself under full dominance of a handsome and strong young boy. to feel death. and to taste it. to imagine the very murderer alive and cool after squashing me mercilessly under feet. I'm dead. I have lost every thing but he is in his most powerful and cool condition and can see many joyful years of happy life ahead.
Is there any satisfactory explanation of my fetishes origin? is there any connection between this and ritual sacrifice? or any thing else?