Two years ago started to see this girl. Screening part was already done. Feminine, good body, submissive, nice face (mandatory). Choose her because of these traits, but also because of other important motives (disclosing subsequently). I have limited time because of things to do, so we only send some messages on the phone. They were still useful to grab info about her and make her curious about me. After some days she invites me at her home after midnight; she lives with her parents. We start to make out as soon as we see. There, on the first night we see each other, I slap her on the ass, just to see her reaction and to shake her mind a little bit too. Kind of surprised and intrigued she was. I also imply in my language that I slept with married women in the past (my age is less than 25). That shook up her mind more. After that, some other stupid things on the phone. Then, we hang out for the first date. Nothing special, just grabbing info about her, let her talk all the night, make her feel good. After light dinner, I took her to the place where I had already decided I will have sex with her. The plan is on the long term, for many motives, so didn’t bother let her win on the first night. One rule is sure for me: on the third appointment, she must submit. The second night I did something not usual. After taking her out, I didn’t take her to the place, but left her straight to her home; letting her wonder why. Controlled sweeties on the phone during the week, but always let her initiate the first message. On the third date we fuck. Then, for more than a year I saw her once or twice every ten days only at night to fuck her. We probably went out for dinners only 4-5 times during that time. I don’t remember all the things that happened, but I’ll try to write the most important points. Even though she is an insecure creature, she is still a woman. She will only take what is useful to her.

When we started to fuck, I tested her to see how much she can pleasure me. On the third night we fuck I take her other whole. The look of pain and pleasure they have in the meanwhile is something interesting. For two months we see each other and even if she starts to be annoying and saying no, I took the sex from her. If I don’t take it, it is just time lost. You need to get out and take her and then go to the place, let her talk just a little bit to not let her think I’m just seeing her for sex, getting into the mood, then actually have sex, and final stupid talking. That’s a lot of time, between 3 and 6 hours totally, that interrupt my things.

I chose her for other two main reasons. I thought that I could manage to use her for only sex as much as I could. I need to do this -even though the actually hunt is sometimes even more pleasuring than the act itself- because of time. In that period I did something which I consider more important than socialize, and I knew that in the upcoming future I will be even more engaged. It was a good bet, now it can be said. The other motive is coming soon. So, after two months she thinks that I actually use her only for sex. She asks for commitment. She asks why I don’t take her around, but when we see each other I only take her to the place, than we fuck, and than I leave her. She starts to bother me at that point. Whenever we see each other, I always say to her that I don’t care if she goes out with some other guys. One of my favorite sentence is “you must do what is best for you”, and I imply that the best for her is to not see me anymore. And then, it always ends with my dick in her mouth. Of course she tried to grab info from me, asking me all sort of questions about my past experiences. As a common rule, the less they know the better it is. This is a rule in all sort of relationships: any info other people know about you can be used against you when they will need to win over you. You don't want to give away some sentences that can be quoted. You must fight in the semantic field.

Then, after those two months, she is too stressful to listen, I leave her with a message. When we were seeing each other, I always implied that I had some other girls. In the meantime we didn’t see each other, I made sure she saw me around with some other girls. She finds some excuses to contact me saying that we could at least say hi to each other if we happen to see around. That made me rings a bell, of course. I always knew I had her mind. This is another motive I chose her: she is less intelligent than me, she is fragile and insecure. She is so easily driven. I like the thrill of putting down a good and demanding prey, but not now, because now it’s time for other things. You already know some things better than sex. Power, money and control over everything.

When I chose her I had only one objective in mind: to be efficient about satisfying my corporal needs. I understand my body is functioning better when it is doing sex at least once a week. But if I need to be bothered more than satisfied I chose to leave her. But somehow I knew she will come back to me in some way.

After a month and a half there was an event organized by some people we both know. So we are at the same table, with some other friends of her which I also know. I give attention to the other girls, and they enjoy my talking. She looks at me but we don’t talk directly. I go to the bathroom at some point. When I’m inside, she happens to come too. It seems she didn’t know I was there. There’s a bedroom just next, we go there. I say she came only because I was there, she said she absolutely dind’t know I was there. I then just start to take her neck and pulling her closer to me. We kiss, and I touch her body and of course she asks if I missed her. I don’t answer. I throw her on the bed, belly down, I stay on top of her and start to put out my dick and put down her panties, grabbing her neck with the other hand. I put my dick on the skin of her ass, letting her feel it. I just let her the possibility to struggle a little bit. They like to think they have the power to make the man stop, but they more like when the man actually do not stop. When we come back the others knew exactly we were alone for quite some time. Not that I care about them. She continues to be as always she is, smiling and sweet. I stay firm and just can’t wait the stupid event to finish. We just say hi. The next day, she send some messages saying I made her day, or something like that. Thanking my for that. I organize to see each other the next day and we fuck.

In the meantime the plan was to essentially to make money. Won’t bother you with tiny details though. I took the most intelligent and ambitious person I knew (even though he is not that clever, unfortunately or maybe not), making him a closer friend of mine. He had an idea about a good thing to create in an lucrative business. I took the train. Months over months I added objectively value to our partnership. The plan was to start to create the thing, then, at the right time, start the actual company. First company for me. My game is always on the long term. So for now I knew I couldn’t get more than an equal split. If you think to start a company and you know you will have to stick around it for too much, don’t ever take such a deal. Always be the one who eat the greater part of the pie. So, after making him think I’m his friend, I brainwashing him into thinking that my ideas about the thing we were creating were the best ones. Of course, they were objectively the best, but you just cannot say “my idea is better”, you know the ego, you must talk in such a way to let him think it by himself. This is the only true way to manipulate one’s mind.

Moving back to the girl and the other motive I chose her. Some things from the previous months to all these. In the previous 2-3 years I had a normal life, making believe to everyone I did what every guy of my age is doing. In the background I was acquiring knowledge as much as I can. Basically, reading more than hundred books per year in those years. So, when these all started I was kinda broke. The good thing was that the industry where I was heading didn’t need much of fundings. But nevertheless, I couldn’t know for sure if I could need some. The girl is a very close relative to a person who’s got some power and money in the geographical place I lived. So, the plan was, not only to efficiently satisfy my sexual needs (efficient in this case means to invest as little time and money to have perpetual sex) but also to get closer to this person just in case I could have need him.

The person I made the thing together knew also many other people in his social circuit. He got this initial idea, but 98% of the improvements came from me. Execution is the key, you know that. I was angry at him (but not displaying it overly) because he couldn’t work as much hours as I could. I understood he was kinda lazy sometimes, he was the classic person who thinks that you only need the idea, then you just sleep all day and other people will take care of everything. I am oversimplifying, but for the months we were together I very clearly understood he won’t be a good cut in the future. When two people spend quite some extensive time together, they normally become friends. I sometimes was thinking about saying more than I said about me (like how much books I read, or share some red knowledge, or other personal things) but I remembered that he could use them against me, so I decided that we will work as much as he could, and then in the other time I had, I would continue to improve myself, reading (most important thing), lifting, improving, squeezing every second. The plan was that eventually, the disparity of our value will come over, since I was certain he was not spending the free time like me. I am objectively more intelligent than him, more handsome, and younger. So I decided that he can happily continue to become a decreasing asset, whereas I would do everything to not let him see that I am improving even more day after day. So one day, surprise motherfucker, it was even too easy to fuck him up. Thus, I decided to take this idea of him, and use all the people he knows. You need to have some consultants when you open a company. You also could need some other people to work with you/for you. Every person that came in contact with us and helped us to create the things was a person he knew. At some point we acknowledged we couldn’t make it all on our own. We needed other people. That was known to me at the very first day, but didn’t bother to tell him; I let him think for himself. Since we wouldn’t pay anyone until the thing was lucrative, my plan was to start creating the thing by ourselves, and then we will hook some person with what we did till then. I cannot say much of the thing we created and the industry, but we are fortunate enough that many people would easily like to work in it. Cutting it, we were able to take four people to work for us (I should say with us, as for the initial part of the interaction is like that) without giving them a dime for more than six months.

In the meantime, things with the girl were always good (for me). High and low. You just give a girl that, and she will be your slave. A good tactic is to always find something to complain about her. If she is too good, you can create some situation were you say her behavior is not good, you don’t like it, and thus she must fulfill your demands, otherwise you leave. A characteristic of the human mind: if a human invest quite some large amount of time on a thing, and these thing gives the human pleasurable sensations (but not always, randomness is a keyword here), and then it happens that the thing is taken away, then you can be always sure of what will happen: the human will try to do everything in his/her power to have back the thing that gives pleasure. After that night at the event, we see each other again and again. Working on creating the thing, and reading and lifting in the background, I honestly couldn’t give her too much attention. I never mention to her what I was doing, in details. During the months, she tried to take my commitment without success. At the initial part of the year, I decided to give her the state of girlfriend. But essentially, nothing changed. We still saw each other once or twice a week only to fuck. But, of course, after they start to take what they want, they also start to give less since they don’t need to give now. She started to be very annoying on our meetings, always trying to fight and trying to not give me the sex. Of course I always took it, but I do not stand too much annoyance. I started to tell her that something is not good with her behavior. But words are not deeds, they don’t produce the same effect. So one night we see and I start to undress her and she starts to be really annoying saying that she won’t have sex with me. I know how to deal with it, I either start to implying that I would walk away, or my favorite technique is to stare her really deep in the eyes; she will then understand that she must do as I want. I can stand this sometimes, but not always, because time consuming. So that night I decide to definitively leave her, but I decided that I would say it to her only after sex. So, in my mind I was really angry, but on the outside I just continued to making out on her. I didn’t even penetrate her, won’t give her any pleasure, I just used her breasts as sometimes I like to do, coming all over her face. Then, gently and firmly, I started to talk about not seeing her anymore. She understood what I did; she says “as always, you always win”. I basically, say very unpleasant things to her, but using polite words. She cries, but she knows that this time it is over. Taking her to her home by the car, she asks to park and tries her last resources. The thing is that when I am angry, I can be very mean and rough, but I don’t know why, she likes that. She talks, I looked at her angry and disgusted; then she starts to get closer to my dick. Well, the bitch will be treated as such. Grabbing her neck and push her head over my dick. At the same time my hands were in her holes. Kind of funny when some young boys crossed the street and saw the scene; you just look them in the eyes and they will be scared away. At the end I come in her mouth. I am satisfied, but she doesn’t swallow. I let her do it, but I take a mental note because I know she will try to see me again, and I will use this fact as a complain about her behavior. I wish her good luck with her life and good night of course. I like to be extremely polite when the other person knows I don’t mean anything of what I said; but you see, they cannot attack you, you are being super polite, and if they complain, they are talking about the air, and you can then attack them saying they are crazy and they see things that do not exist. Always fight in the semantic field.

I am just putting down thoughts, not really going linearly. The amount of money I spent with this girl is extremely low. She even gave me some gifts sometimes. And, oh yes, of course, she started to say "I love you” many months before the night I left her. I never say it to her. I used all the possible complains to give her motives for my “not so good” behavior towards her. I know what makes her return every time. But first. The return. So, I leave her and she sucks my dick and I come in her mouth. The following days, she says she’s ok with not being with me, but she sends me nudes of her saying she cannot give up the sex with me, and that I can go with other girls, she’s ok to not be my girlfriend. She even says sorry to me for having hurt me, and that I don’t deserve a girl like her that made me suffer in that way (when I left her I implied she hurt me saying no because I felt not wanted). Of course she is kind of lying, meaning she wants to have access to a good resource for her (me in this case) and she thought of the best way to take this resource. You see, this is an instance of the concept “the best way to manipulate someone’s mind is to let him/her think it was his/her thought”. Everything she thought was best for her to do was induced by my behaviors, words and implied semantic. At that point I felt I have almost all her mind (maybe 96-98%). She knows the only way to see me is through rough sex. In this way I even improved my efficiency in having sex. I didn’t even have to send messages, interrupting my things, or talk to the phone. We just set the logistic for the night, than we see. After I left her, we saw each other for sex, officially not being a couple (for her, for me it was indifferent, just words they are), and I really started to treat her like my bitch. I started to tell her plainly that she is mine. Essentially I fuck her in both holes, and then I come on her face. My favorite act is to fuck face her, I don’t know why, maybe it is because of her beautiful little face. It just makes me want to, perhaps I should not write it.

On the business side, things go well. The employees work and the partner thinks he is better than me. Always funny to see people underestimate you. They can never overcome the big terrible surprise the moment I attack. I basically took control of every operation, managing everything and everyone, even the work of the partner. One thing you need to have in order to do whatever you want to do with your subordinates, but essentially with everyone: you must be OBJECTIVELY better than them, and they must acknowledge it. They must look up at you. They must think, and it is crucial that it is true, here you cannot fake, that they can only gain when they are on your side. And the thing they know that you must be feared is true. You are always polite, but they must know that you are controlling yourself, and if they screw something the cruel side will be shown to them. The one thing I don’t see very often in this sub and the larger one, is talking more about power, money and control. But I understand this is manly a place to talk about sexual strategy, but there are not too many places to talk to intelligent people who have their eyes open.

I don’t know why, but I feel I shouldn’t conclude this writing. I think I should say that this is all fiction. Use your imagination. And, actually, this was the most interesting part. The part of the struggling. When you are winning over winning, there’s no much to talk about.

So, time for some clever endings sentences? Always do what you want to do. And always try to think on ways to acquire more power, both over your mind and body, and on other people. And leave nothing to chance. Control everything. But you already know all these things. What I can suggest is to start your businesses, more than one, and take as much as ownership as you can, and make your own empire. Always expand.