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.
stupe cunt.

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

Who am I now ? Some would say I 'm a grampus. A rapist. A cruel hearted bastard.
A sadist. A psycho. And those citizenry would be right, it 's true. I am all of those,
and more. But others, the unity I favor, would bid me an arist. A genuis.
Just because I actually end lives, and drive beautiful girls against their will,
does not make me worse than nigh men. Everyone has their honk phantasy,
I just prefer mine to be satisfied.

Tonight, they were.

She was n't quite like the missy I usually captured- I generally prefer blonde girls with juicy eyes and humble, child breasts. She was an ebony haired dark faerie, with glittering fleeceable eye
and very Light alabaster pelt. I do n't cognize 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 household. For two weeks, I monitored her
from a distance, all without her knowledge. I knew her normal, her movements.
And now I was gear up. I followed her, leaving my car some ways away, since I knew
she was on substructure tonight, because her Porsche had been in the shop for three days..
fucking fat bitch. She wore a tight red tank top and black skinny jeans with black boots,
her long blackness hair's-breadth left loose down her backrest. She smelled of rosiness, just like the funeral
home ...

I grabbed her as she was unlocking her front room access, and pushed her inside.
I normally would consume taken her with me, but convient for me, she lived
even more disjunct than me ... no one would hear her pitiful screams.

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

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

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

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

I am tall. I am leaden. I am built. She 's just a little girl, probably not weighing Sir Thomas More than 120 pounds.
What chance did she ever hold ? Against me ? Against any man ? I held
both her blazonry with one of mine, and used the other to deplumate off her shirt. She
was n't wearing a bra, which just made thing comfortable for me. Her tits were
bigger than most of my girls, a nice 36C, with bouffant pinko mamilla. I glanced
down and noticed a naval pack accentuated her pale stomach. On urge
I leaned down and kissed it. She cringed, of course of action.

"Please. Please, just ... take all my money and material, and leave. No one
will fuck. Just do n't kill me !"She whispered suddenly, trying to look
innocent. They all said the same dullard shit, 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 beating.

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

I pulled out my dick, not bothering to undress completely,
and without any lube 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 atonement. Not healthy, you know.

She screamed louder and louder, so finally I put my men around
her 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 take heed too much of it these days.

I kept choking her as I fucked that fuddled ass cunt of hers, thrusting my heavy cock
in and out of her Dubyuh, loving the feeling of her against me. I do n't retrieve
she was a virgin, but she obviously had n't had much sex. I pounded away
as the life history in her eyes faded and dimmed more and More each sec,
her attempts at self defense becoming futile.

I watched her centre, barely alive, as I bit her nipple as hard as I could,
pleased at the blood which oozed out. I let go of her neck- I like
to extend it a little, let the bitch suffer. I rolled her on her tum,
sensing she was far too unaccented to really fight now. Any tries to do so
would be sleeveless and useless.

She had a prissy ass, round and firm and untouched. The variety of ass
every man wants to stick his hawkshaw into someday. I kissed down her spine
and to her ass, licking it to lube it up some, squeezing her ass nerve hard.
"Nooo ... .."She whimpered as I pushed my gumshoe against the tip of her target,
letting it sit there, rubbing against it, before I finally rammed it in
and began pounding her ass. screw, I was going to cum ... .with a few more
thick penetrating slam, I exploded in her ass, sending quiver of XTC all down
my physical structure. I laid on top of her, inside her, for a moment, 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 pussy after I pounded
her ass, so I could muffle her and keep an eye on her die as I fucked her, but now ... well now, at least I would get to frustrate 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 revulsion
in her emerald eyes. Then I grabbed her hair and spit in her face.

"You are zip. cypher but a be intimate short slovenly woman who deserves everything she got tonight
and more. You are lucky- be grateful- because I 'm going to go ahead and pour down you."

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

Later, I disposed of the body, and did my dependable to cleanse up any touch of DNA and just
make it seem like she packed up and left. I 'm trusted I wo n't be caught- I never am.

Now, I 'm just driving habitation, but I already know the double-dyed girl to be my next
victim.

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

I always get what I want .