My Dying Dark Angel

I do n't think she had a clue what was coming.
I doubt it ever even crossed her mind that I was following her.
dullard cunt.

Please, let me introduce myself. My name is Alexi. I was born in USSR but have
lived in USA for many years now. Who I was is not important.
My life sentence, in fact, is not important. And neither is anyone else's.

Who am I now ? Some would say I 'm a killer whale. A rapist. A cruel hearted bastard.
A sadist. A psychotic person. And those people would be right, it 's true up. I am all of those,
and more. But others, the ones I favor, would holler me an arist. A genuis.
Just because I actually end lives, and subscribe beautiful girls against their will,
does not gain me worse than to the highest degree men. Everyone has their sick phantasy,
I just prefer mine to be satisfied.

Tonight, they were.

She was n't quite like the girls I usually captured- I generally prefer blonde girls with bluish middle and small, child boob. She was an ebony haired dark fairy, with glittering green center
and very luminance alabaster skin. I do n't know why, but she appealed to me deeply
and I knew I just had to have her.

I saw her first at Starbucks, and I followed her home. For two weeks, I monitored her
from a space, all without her knowledge. I knew her patterns, her movements.
And now I was ready. I followed her, leaving my car some fashion away, since I knew
she was on foot tonight, because her Porsche had been in the shop for three days..
fucking rich squawk. She wore a tight red tank top and black skinny jeans with black boots,
her long black hair left unloose down her binding. She smelled of roses, just like the funeral
home ...

I grabbed her as she was unlocking her strawman threshold, and pushed her inside.
I normally would feature taken her with me, but convient for me, she lived
even more isolated than me ... no one would hear her piteous screams.

She tried to squall, and as a reflex action tried to kvetch me from behind, but I
was having none of that tonight. I shoved her to the floor, laughing as she kicked and yelled.
"Go ahead. Who 's really going to hear ? Who will manage ? You poor, poor affair ...
I bet you never thought this would fall out to you."No one ever does, you know.
They all think crime happens to former girls, not themselves.

"You 'll go to incarcerate !"She hissed through her teeth, the combat still in her eyes.

"I doubt that, bitch. Who 's going to call the cop ?"I asked, leering at her.

Seeing that she was struggling for an response, I leaned close to her ear and whispered
into it :"You are going to die tonight."Her cheek paled, and the beating got more violent.
She was struggling, trying so fucking hard to get free, out of my solid arms.

I am tall. I am large. I am built. She 's just a girl, probably not weighing More than 120 pounds.
What prospect did she ever have ? Against me ? Against any man ? I held
both her limb with one of mine, and used the former to tear off her shirt. She
was n't wearing a bra, which just made things easier for me. Her breast were
grown than most of my girls, a Nice 36C, with puffy pink mammilla. I glanced
down and noticed a naval ring accentuated her sick stomach. On momentum
I leaned down and kissed it. She cringed, of course.

"Please. Please, just ... take all my money and hooey, and leave. No one
will love. Just do n't kill me !"She whispered suddenly, trying to front
innocent. They all said the like stupid crap, I thought irritably. I was
already getting exhausted with her. I jerked her pants down, letting the button
pop out. Again with the kicking and drubbing.

Why do they always fight ? They never win. Foolish little sluts ...

I pulled out my dick, not bothering to unclothe completely,
and without any lube or foreplay, thrust it inside her tight clit.

God it felt honorable ... it had been a patch, I realized. Really should n't let myself
go so long without expiation. Not hefty, you know.

She screamed louder and louder, so finally I put my hands around
her whiteness neck and squeezed, silencing her cacophony of screeches.
I got enough screaming and bitching back when I was married,
damn if I wanted to get a line too a great deal of it these days.

I kept choking her as I fucked that tight ass cunt of hers, thrusting my toilsome hammer
in and out of her George Bush, loving the flavor of her against me. I do n't guess
she was a virgin, but she obviously had n't had very much sex. I pounded away
as the life in her centre faded and dimmed more and more each second,
her endeavour at self defense becoming futile.

I watched her eyes, barely alive, as I bit her mammilla as hard as I could,
pleased at the line which oozed out. I let go of her neck- I like
to extend it a slight, let the bitch suffer. I rolled her on her stomach,
sensing she was far too weak to really fight now. Any tries to do so
would be futile and useless.

She had a overnice ass, round and firm and unswayed. The kind of ass
every man wants to stupefy his cock into someday. I kissed down her spine
and to her ass, licking it to lubricate it up some, squeezing her ass cheeks hard.
"Nooo ... .."She whimpered as I pushed my dick against the tip of her behind,
letting it sit there, rubbing against it, before I finally rammed it in
and began pounding her ass. Fuck, I was going to cum ... .with a few more
deep penetrating barb, I exploded in her ass, sending quiver of cristal all down
my body. I laid on top of her, inside her, for a instant, before getting off.

"Do n't defeat me ..."She said again, looking at me warily. She knew I was going to.
I hated it in a way- I really had planned to go back to fucking her pussy after I pounded
her ass, so I could muffle her and watch her die as I fucked her, but now ... well now, at least I would get to rack her more.

I pushed her on her back again, and pulled out my hunting knife. I cut off one of her nipples
quickly, and she cried out. I laughed at her and ate it, just to see the expression of repugnance
in her emerald eyes. Then I grabbed her haircloth and expectoration in her face.

"You are nothing. nothing but a hump slight slovenly woman who deserves everything she got tonight
and more. You are lucky- be grateful- because I 'm going to go ahead and bolt down you."

With that, I cut the kick 's pharynx, and sucked on it as the crimson leaked out into
my mouth.

Later, I disposed of the trunk, and did my ripe to clean house up any traces of DNA and just
make it seem like she packed up and left. I 'm sure enough I wo n't be caught- I never am.

Now, I 'm just driving rest home, but I already know the perfect girl to be my following
victim.

This one, I know personally, my endearing coworker Abby. And like all the others,
she would belong to me.

I always get what I want .