My Dying Dark Angel

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

Please, let me introduce myself. My name is Alexi. I was born in Russia but have
lived in U.S. for many class now. Who I was is not crucial.
My life, 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 psychotic person. And those people would be right, it 's honest. I am all of those,
and more. But others, the ones I favor, would call me an arist. A genuis.
Just because I actually end animation, and remove beautiful female child against their will,
does not make me worse than most men. Everyone has their sick of fancy,
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 blue eyes and small, child bosom. She was an pitch black haired darkness queen, with glittering green heart
and very igniter alabaster skin. I do n't get laid why, but she appealed to me deeply
and I knew I just had to take in 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 gear up. I followed her, leaving my car some ways away, since I knew
she was on foot tonight, because her Porsche had been in the workshop for three days..
fucking rich bitch. She wore a smashed red tank top and black skinny jeans with inkiness boots,
her yearn Shirley Temple hair's-breadth left liberate down her back. She smelled of rose wine, just like the funeral
base ...

I grabbed her as she was unlocking her front door, and pushed her interior.
I normally would have taken her with me, but convient for me, she lived
even more isolated than me ... no one would get a line her piteous screams.

She tried to scream, and as a reflex tried to complain 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 get a line ? Who will care ? You poor, poor thing ...
I bet you never thought this would happen to you."No one ever does, you know.
They all think offense happens to other lady friend, not themselves.

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

"I doubt that, bitch. Who 's going to call the cops ?"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 face paled, and the trouncing got more violent.
She was struggling, trying so fucking hard to get free, out of my strong arms.

I am tall. I am heavy. I am built. She 's just a girl, probably not weighing more than 120 pounds.
What chance did she ever have ? Against me ? Against any man ? I held
both her blazon with one of mine, and used the early to tear off her shirt. She
was n't wearing a bra, which just made things easygoing for me. Her nipple were
cock-a-hoop than to the highest degree of my girls, a nice 36C, with puffy pink mammilla. I glanced
down and noticed a naval ringing accentuated her sick stomach. On impulse
I leaned down and kissed it. She cringed, of grade.

"Please. Please, just ... take all my money and stuff, and leave. No one
will bang. Just do n't pop me !"She whispered suddenly, trying to wait
innocent. They all said the same stupefied 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. anserine lilliputian sluts ...

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

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

She screamed louder and louder, so finally I put my hands around
her E. B. White neck and squeezed, silencing her clamor of screeches.
I got enough screaming and bitching back when I was married,
damn if I wanted to hear too much of it these days.

I kept choking her as I fucked that tight ass cunt of hers, thrusting my gruelling prick
in and out of her George Walker Bush, loving the feel of her against me. I do n't think
she was a virgin, but she obviously had n't had often sex. I pounded away
as the life in her heart faded and dimmed more and more each second,
her attempts at ego defense becoming futile.

I watched her optic, 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 stomach,
sensing she was far too imperfect to really fight now. Any tries to do so
would be bootless and useless.

She had a courteous ass, round of drinks and house and untouched. The kind of ass
every man wants to stay put his dick into someday. I kissed down her rachis
and to her ass, licking it to lubricate it up some, squeezing her ass cheeks hard.
"Nooo ... .."She whimpered as I pushed my prick against the tip of her butt,
letting it sit there, rubbing against it, before I finally rammed it in
and began pounding her ass. shag, I was going to cum ... .with a few more
deep penetrating slams, I exploded in her ass, sending shudders of ecstasy all down
my body. I laid on top of her, inside her, for a moment, before getting off.

"Do n't vote out 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 twat after I pounded
her ass, so I could strangle her and watch 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 mamilla
quickly, and she cried out. I laughed at her and ate it, just to see the formula of horror
in her emerald oculus. Then I grabbed her hair and spittle in her face.

"You are nothing. Nothing but a flaming little slut who deserves everything she got tonight
and more. You are lucky- be grateful- because I 'm going to go ahead and kill 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 body, and did my trump to strip up any vestige 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 household, but I already know the perfect young woman to be my next
victim.

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

I always get what I want .