My Dying nighttime Angel

I do n't opine she had a clew what was coming.
I doubt it ever even crossed her mind that I was following her.
pudden-head cunt.

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

Who am I now ? Some would say I 'm a sea wolf. A raper. A cruel hearted bastard.
A sadist. A psycho. And those people would be right, it 's true. I am all of those,
and more. But others, the ones I favor, would shout out me an arist. A genuis.
Just because I actually end lives, and learn beautiful girls against their will,
does not make me worse than most men. Everyone has their sick fantasies,
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 young woman with blue eyes and small, child breasts. She was an ebony haired darkness fairy, with glittering special K oculus
and very light alabaster skin. I do n't lie with why, but she appealed to me deeply
and I knew I just had to give birth her.

I saw her first at Starbucks, and I followed her home. For two weeks, I monitored her
from a distance, all without her knowledge. I knew her patterns, her movements.
And now I was make. I followed her, leaving my car some ways away, since I knew
she was on foot tonight, because her Porsche had been in the shop for three days..
fucking rich bitch. She wore a rigorous red tank top and smutty skinny denim with dim iron heel,
her long black fuzz left loose down her spinal column. She smelled of rosebush, just like the funeral
home ...

I grabbed her as she was unlocking her front threshold, and pushed her inside.
I normally would have taken her with me, but convient for me, she lived
even more obscure than me ... no one would discover her silly screams.

She tried to call, and as a reflex tried to plain me from behind, but I
was having none of that tonight. I shoved her to the story, laughing as she kicked and yelled.
"Go ahead. Who 's really going to listen ? Who will care ? You poor, poor matter ...
I bet you never thought this would happen to you."No one ever does, you know.
They all think crime happens to other female child, not themselves.

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

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

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

I am tall. I am heavy. I am built. She 's just a female child, probably not weighing more than 120 pounds.
What chance did she ever have ? Against me ? Against any man ? I held
both her arms with one of mine, and used the other to tear off her shirt. She
was n't wearing a bra, which just made thing easier for me. Her teat were
crowing than most of my girls, a courteous 36C, with puffy pink nipples. I glanced
down and noticed a naval halo accentuated her pallid stomach. On pulsation
I leaned down and kissed it. She cringed, of course.

"Please. Please, just ... take all my money and stuff, and leave. No one
will know. Just do n't kill me !"She whispered suddenly, trying to look
innocent. They all said the same stupid doodly-squat, I thought irritably. I was
already getting exhausted with her. I jerked her bloomers down, letting the button
pop out. Again with the kicking and whipping.

Why do they always fight ? They never win. Foolish minuscule slattern ...

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

God it felt good ... it had been a while, I realized. Really should n't let myself
go so long without satisfaction. Not healthy, you know.

She screamed louder and louder, so finally I put my hands around
her lily-white neck opening and squeezed, silencing her cacophony of screeches.
I got enough screaming and bitching back when I was married,
damn if I wanted to get wind too often of it these days.

I kept choking her as I fucked that loaded ass cunt of hers, thrusting my backbreaking stopcock
in and out of her bush, loving the feeling of her against me. I do n't think
she was a virgin, but she obviously had n't had practically sex. I pounded away
as the sprightliness in her middle faded and dimmed more and more than each secondly,
her attempt at self defense becoming futile.

I watched her eyes, barely alive, as I bit her tit as arduous as I could,
pleased at the blood which oozed out. I let go of her neck- I like
to prolong it a little, let the bitch suffer. I rolled her on her belly,
sensing she was far too weak to really press now. Any tries to do so
would be futile and useless.

She had a nice ass, round and firm and untouched. The kind of ass
every man wants to vex his shaft 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 butt,
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
mysterious penetrating slams, I exploded in her ass, sending shudders of ecstasy all down
my torso. I laid on top of her, inside her, for a import, before getting off.

"Do n't kill 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 pussycat after I pounded
her ass, so I could strangle her and view her die as I fucked her, but now ... well now, at least I would get to torment 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 repulsion
in her emerald optic. Then I grabbed her fuzz and spittle in her face.

"You are nothing. Nothing but a fucking little slut who deserves everything she got tonight
and more than. You are lucky- be grateful- because I 'm going to go ahead and kill you."

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

Later, I disposed of the body, and did my best to clean house up any tracing of DNA and just
make it seem like she packed up and left. I 'm indisputable I wo n't be caught- I never am.

Now, I 'm just driving plate, but I already know the perfect girl to be my next
victim.

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

I always get what I want .