My Dying Dark holy man

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.
Stupid cunt.

Please, let me inclose myself. My name is Alexi. I was born in Russia but have
lived in America for many days now. Who I was is not authoritative.
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 psycho. And those multitude would be right, it 's straight. I am all of those,
and more. But others, the 1 I favor, would call me an arist. A genuis.
Just because I actually end lifetime, and take beautiful girls against their will,
does not hold me spoiled than about men. Everyone has their sick illusion,
I just prefer mine to be satisfied.

Tonight, they were.

She was n't quite like the girls I usually captured- I generally prefer light-haired lady friend with blue eyes and small, child breasts. She was an pitch black haired coloured queer, with glittering dark-green eyes
and very light alabaster pelt. I do n't know 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 hebdomad, I monitored her
from a distance, all without her knowledge. I knew her patterns, her movements.
And now I was ready. I followed her, leaving my car some ways away, since I knew
she was on invertebrate foot tonight, because her Porsche had been in the store for three days..
fucking rich bitch. She wore a tight red army tank top and black skinny jeans with ignominious boots,
her prospicient black hairsbreadth left informal down her spinal column. She smelled of roses, just like the funeral
home base ...

I grabbed her as she was unlocking her front door, and pushed her inside.
I normally would hold taken her with me, but convient for me, she lived
even more set-apart than me ... no one would pick up 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 hear ? Who will worry ? You poor, poor affair ...
I bet you never thought this would materialize to you."No one ever does, you know.
They all think crime happens to former girls, not themselves.

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

"I doubt that, bitch. Who 's going to call in 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 face paled, and the slaughter got more violent.
She was struggling, trying so fucking hard to get disembarrass, out of my unattackable arms.

I am tall. I am expectant. I am built. She 's just a missy, probably not weighing more than 120 pounds.
What probability did she ever have ? Against me ? Against any man ? I held
both her implements of war with one of mine, and used the former to tear off her shirt. She
was n't wearing a bra, which just made things easier for me. Her tit were
bigger than to the highest degree of my missy, a dainty 36C, with puffy pink nipples. I glanced
down and noticed a naval ring accentuated her pale stomach. On pulsation
I leaned down and kissed it. She cringed, of class.

"Please. Please, just ... take all my money and stuff, and leave. No one
will sleep together. Just do n't kill me !"She whispered suddenly, trying to await
innocent. They all said the same stupid shit, I thought irritably. I was
already getting exhausted with her. I jerked her pants down, letting the clit
pop out. Again with the boot and thrashing.

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

I pulled out my shaft, not bothering to peel completely,
and without any lubricant or foreplay, thrust it inside her tight clit.

God it felt adept ... it had been a patch, 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 white neck and squeezed, silencing her cacophony of screeches.
I got enough screaming and bitching back when I was married,
darn if I wanted to hear too a great deal of it these days.

I kept choking her as I fucked that sozzled ass pussy of hers, thrusting my severe dick
in and out of her bush, loving the flavour of her against me. I do n't think
she was a Virgo the Virgin, but she obviously had n't had much sex. I pounded away
as the lifespan in her eyes faded and dimmed more and more each second,
her attempt at self defense becoming futile.

I watched her eyes, barely alive, as I bit her nipple as toilsome as I could,
pleased at the blood which oozed out. I let go of her neck- I like
to draw out it a piffling, let the kick suffer. I rolled her on her tummy,
sensing she was far too light to really fight now. Any try to do so
would be vain and useless.

She had a courteous ass, round and firm and unmoved. The kind of ass
every man wants to bewilder his dick into someday. I kissed down her spine
and to her ass, licking it to lube it up some, squeezing her ass cheeks hard.
"Nooo ... .."She whimpered as I pushed my dick against the tip of her tail end,
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 Thomas More
deep penetrating jibe, I exploded in her ass, sending tremor of ecstasy all down
my consistency. I laid on top of her, inside her, for a here and now, before getting off.

"Do n't defeat 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 gag her and find out her die as I fucked her, but now ... well now, at to the lowest degree I would get to torture 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 whisker and saliva in her face.

"You are nothing. Nothing but a get laid little strumpet who deserves everything she got tonight
and more. You are lucky- be grateful- because I 'm going to go ahead and drink down you."

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

Later, I disposed of the body, and did my full to clean 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 place, but I already know the thoroughgoing young lady to be my future
victim.

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

I always get what I want .