I was born 50 years ago to a traditional Ethiopian family in Addis Ababa. My name is Nailah and I am an ethnic Oromo woman. From my early days, I have always been drawn to the darker aspects of life - death, pain, and suffering. Growing up as a child, I would often sneak into cemeteries at night with friends and engage in morbid games like trying to scare each other with ghost stories or even attempting to dig up old graves.

As I grew older, my fascination with death only deepened. In college, I started exploring the more extreme aspects of sadomasochism - engaging in self-mutilation and other forms of masochistic practices. My partners would often punish me for not being submissive enough or for not fulfilling their expectations.

But it wasn't until I hit 40 that my true desires became clear to me. I began to crave the pain and suffering associated with brutality - being whipped, slashed, or even killed. It was as if I had reached a point in life where I no longer cared about my own well-being and craved something more profound.

Now, at 50 years old, my body has become a reflection of this twisted desire. My once-shapely figure now hangs heavily due to the weight of self-mutilation and abuse. But it's not just my physical appearance that has changed - my psyche is warped beyond recognition.

I no longer have any interest in finding love or companionship; instead, I crave something more intense - a relationship built on pain, suffering, and even death itself. That's why I'm here today - to seek out someone who can fulfill this twisted desire of mine.

Are you that person? Do you have what it takes to brutalize me in the most savage way possible?