My Dying darkness angel

I do n't guess 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 introduce myself. My public figure is Alexi. I was born in Russia but have
lived in America for many days 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 killer whale. A raper. A cruel hearted bastard.
A sadist. A psychotic person. And those people would be right, it 's truthful. I am all of those,
and more. But others, the ones I favor, would holler me an arist. A genuis.
Just because I actually end lives, and take beautiful girls against their will,
does not make me uncollectible than most men. Everyone has their puke illusion,
I just prefer mine to be satisfied.

Tonight, they were.

She was n't quite like the daughter I usually captured- I generally prefer blonde female child with blue eyes and small, child breasts. She was an ebony haired drab fairy, with glittering park eyes
and very light alabaster skin. I do n't do it 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 workweek, I monitored her
from a aloofness, all without her knowledge. I knew her patterns, her movements.
And now I was set. I followed her, leaving my car some ways away, since I knew
she was on understructure tonight, because her Porsche had been in the shop for three days..
fucking rich bitch. She wore a tight red tank top and Shirley Temple Black skinny denim with fatal rush,
her longsighted calamitous fuzz left unaffixed down her back. She smelled of blush wine, just like the funeral
home ...

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 isolated than me ... no one would hear her pathetic screams.

She tried to shout out, and as a reflex tried to kick 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 care ? You poor, poor affair ...
I bet you never thought this would happen to you."No one ever does, you know.
They all think crime happens to other girls, not themselves.

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

"I doubt that, kick. Who 's going to call the pig ?"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 grimace paled, and the drubbing got more violent.
She was struggling, trying so fucking hard to get free, out of my substantial arms.

I am tall. I am heavy. I am built. She 's just a female child, probably not weighing more than 120 pounds.
What hazard did she ever ingest ? Against me ? Against any man ? I held
both her arms with one of mine, and used the other to tear off her shirt. She
was n't wearing a bra, which just made matter promiscuous for me. Her tits were
adult than virtually of my girls, a prissy 36C, with puffy pink nipples. I glanced
down and noticed a naval ring accentuated her pale tum. On caprice
I leaned down and kissed it. She cringed, of trend.

"Please. Please, just ... take all my money and poppycock, and leave. No one
will acknowledge. Just do n't obliterate me !"She whispered suddenly, trying to look
innocent. They all said the Lapp dolt shit, I thought irritably. I was
already getting exhausted with her. I jerked her pant down, letting the button
pop out. Again with the kicking and thrashing.

Why do they always fight ? They never win. gooselike little slattern ...

I pulled out my peter, not bothering to disinvest completely,
and without any lubricant or stimulation, thrust it inside her tight clit.

God it felt honest ... 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 hand around
her white cervix and squeezed, silencing her blaring of screeches.
I got enough screaming and bitching back when I was married,
tinker's dam if I wanted to take heed too much of it these days.

I kept choking her as I fucked that tight ass pussy of hers, thrusting my difficult cock
in and out of her pubic hair, loving the feel of her against me. I do n't think
she was a Virgo, but she obviously had n't had a lot sex. I pounded away
as the sprightliness in her eyes faded and dimmed More and to a greater extent each second,
her attempt at ego defense becoming futile.

I watched her heart, barely alert, as I bit her nipple as unvoiced as I could,
pleased at the blood which oozed out. I let go of her neck- I like
to sustain it a small, let the bitch suffer. I rolled her on her stomach,
sensing she was far too weak to really fight now. Any tries to do so
would be sleeveless and useless.

She had a gracious ass, round and firm and untouched. The kind of ass
every man wants to stick his dick into someday. I kissed down her spine
and to her ass, licking it to lubricate it up some, squeezing her ass impudence 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. Fuck, I was going to cum ... .with a few more
deeply penetrating dig, I exploded in her ass, sending quiver of ecstasy all down
my dead body. 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 cunt after I pounded
her ass, so I could hamper her and watch her die as I fucked her, but now ... well now, at to the lowest degree 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 saying of revulsion
in her emerald eyes. Then I grabbed her hairsbreadth and tongue in her face.

"You are goose egg. cypher but a fucking little slut who deserves everything she got this evening
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 best to clean up any suggestion 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 abode, but I already know the hone girl to be my following
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 .