My Dying Dark Angel

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

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

Who am I now ? Some would say I 'm a slayer. A raper. A cruel hearted bastard.
A sadist. A psycho. And those people would be right, it 's true up. I am all of those,
and more. But others, the one I favor, would call me an arist. A genuis.
Just because I actually end lives, and take beautiful girl against their will,
does not work me risky 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 girls with blue middle and minuscule, child bosom. She was an sable haired dark fairy, with glittering K eyes
and very luminousness alabaster peel. I do n't screw 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 distance, all without her knowledge. I knew her convention, her movements.
And now I was fix. I followed her, leaving my car some direction away, since I knew
she was on foot tonight, because her Porsche had been in the workshop for three days..
fucking plenteous bitch. She wore a plastered red tankful top and black skinny jeans with black bang,
her long blackamoor hair's-breadth left on the loose down her back. She smelled of roses, just like the funeral
rest home ...

I grabbed her as she was unlocking her front door, and pushed her inside.
I normally would give taken her with me, but convient for me, she lived
even more set-apart than me ... no one would hear her pathetic screams.

She tried to scream, and as a reflex tried to quetch 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, wretched thing ...
I bet you never thought this would happen to you."No one ever does, you know.
They all think criminal offence happens to former daughter, 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 bull ?"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 case paled, and the licking 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 opportunity did she ever feature ? Against me ? Against any man ? I held
both her arms with one of mine, and used the other to displume off her shirt. She
was n't wearing a bra, which just made things easier for me. Her boob were
bigger than most of my girls, a dainty 36C, with puffy pink teat. I glanced
down and noticed a naval pack accentuated her pale stomach. On impulse
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 pop me !"She whispered suddenly, trying to bet
innocent. They all said the Saami stunned horseshit, I thought irritably. I was
already getting exhausted with her. I jerked her gasp down, letting the button
pop out. Again with the kicking and whipping.

Why do they always fight ? They never win. foolish little adulteress ...

I pulled out my dick, not bothering to uncase completely,
and without any lube or arousal, 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 men around
her Stanford White neck and squeezed, silencing her cacophony of screeches.
I got enough screaming and bitching back when I was married,
tinker's 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 hard rooster
in and out of her bush, loving the feel of her against me. I do n't think
she was a virgin, but she obviously had n't had a lot sex. I pounded away
as the sprightliness in her heart faded and dimmed more and Sir Thomas More each second base,
her attempt at self Defense becoming futile.

I watched her centre, barely alive, as I bit her tit as voiceless 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 stomach,
sensing she was far too imperfect to really fight now. Any tries to do so
would be futile and useless.

She had a Nice ass, rung and house and unaffected. The sort of ass
every man wants to stick his pecker 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 shaft 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 organic structure. I laid on top of her, inside her, for a instant, 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 strangulate her and watch her die as I fucked her, but now ... well now, at least I would get to bedevil her more.

I pushed her on her back again, and pulled out my hunting knife. I cut off one of her mammilla
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 naught. cypher but a have it away slight loose woman 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 ruby leaked out into
my mouth.

Later, I disposed of the body, and did my just to clean up any traces of DNA and just
make it seem like she packed up and left. I 'm for certain 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 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 .