My Dying Dark Angel

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

Please, let me precede myself. My gens is Alexi. I was born in Russia but have
lived in America for many years now. Who I was is not of import.
My animation, in fact, is not important. And neither is anyone else's.

Who am I now ? Some would say I 'm a killer. A rapist. 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 1 I favor, would squall me an arist. A genuis.
Just because I actually end lives, and film beautiful lady friend against their will,
does not make me worse than nearly men. Everyone has their demented fantasy,
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 depressed center and small, tiddler breasts. She was an ebony tree haired dark fairy, with glittering green centre
and very luminosity onyx marble tegument. I do n't know why, but she appealed to me deeply
and I knew I just had to cause her.

I saw her first at Starbucks, and I followed her home. For two weeks, I monitored her
from a length, all without her cognition. I knew her radiation pattern, her movements.
And now I was set. 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 full-bodied cunt. She wore a tight red tank top and black skinny jeans with black boots,
her long inkiness pilus left light down her backbone. She smelled of rosiness, just like the funeral
house ...

I grabbed her as she was unlocking her figurehead door, and pushed her inside.
I normally would experience taken her with me, but convient for me, she lived
even more isolated than me ... no one would hear her poor screams.

She tried to scream, and as a reflex tried to kick back 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 give care ? You poor, wretched thing ...
I bet you never thought this would happen to you."No one ever does, you know.
They all think crime happens to other little girl, not themselves.

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

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

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

I am magniloquent. I am heavy. I am built. She 's just a little girl, probably not weighing more than than 120 pounds.
What opportunity did she ever induce ? Against me ? Against any man ? I held
both her arms with one of mine, and used the early to tear off her shirt. She
was n't wearing a bra, which just made things easier for me. Her tits were
magnanimous than almost of my girls, a overnice 36C, with intumescent pink nipple. I glanced
down and noticed a naval ring accentuated her pale tummy. On impulse
I leaned down and kissed it. She cringed, of form.

"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 front
innocent. They all said the Sami poor fish shit, I thought irritably. I was
already getting exhausted with her. I jerked her trouser down, letting the clitoris
pop out. Again with the kicking and thrashing.

Why do they always fight ? They never win. Foolish picayune fornicatress ...

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

God it felt good ... it had been a spell, 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 hired hand around
her flannel 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 hear too a great deal of it these days.

I kept choking her as I fucked that tight ass snatch of hers, thrusting my severe cock
in and out of her scrub, loving the feel of her against me. I do n't think
she was a virgin, but she obviously had n't had much sex. I pounded away
as the life in her eyes faded and dimmed more and more each indorsement,
her attempts at self vindication becoming futile.

I watched her eyes, barely awake, as I bit her nipple as tough as I could,
pleased at the stemma which oozed out. I let go of her neck- I like
to prolong it a small, let the bitch suffer. I rolled her on her stomach,
sensing she was far too rickety to really struggle now. Any tries to do so
would be sleeveless and useless.

She had a courteous ass, unit of ammunition and firm and unswayed. The kind of ass
every man wants to stick his dick into someday. I kissed down her back
and to her ass, licking it to lube it up some, squeezing her ass nerve hard.
"Nooo ... .."She whimpered as I pushed my dick against the tip of her tush,
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
oceanic abyss penetrating slams, I exploded in her ass, sending quiver of rapture all down
my body. I laid on top of her, inside her, for a second, 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 kitty-cat after I pounded
her ass, so I could cramp her and watch her die as I fucked her, but now ... well now, at least I would get to crucify her more.

I pushed her on her back again, and pulled out my hunting knife. I cut off one of her tit
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's-breadth and spit in her face.

"You are nothing. Nothing but a screw little trollop who deserves everything she got tonight
and More. You are lucky- be grateful- because I 'm going to go ahead and stamp out you."

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

Later, I disposed of the organic structure, and did my secure to scavenge up any traces of DNA and just
make it seem like she packed up and left. I 'm sure I wo n't be caught- I never am.

Now, I 'm just driving home, 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 .