My Dying Dark holy man

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

Please, let me introduce myself. My figure is Alexi. I was born in Russian Federation but have
lived in America 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 killer. A rapist. A cruel hearted bastard.
A sadist. A psycho. And those hoi polloi would be right, it 's true. I am all of those,
and more. But others, the ones I favor, would forebode me an arist. A genuis.
Just because I actually end lives, and take beautiful girls against their will,
does not defecate me worse than most men. Everyone has their vomit 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 air eyes and minor, tyke breasts. She was an ebony haired dark fairy, with glittering light-green middle
and very illuminate alabaster peel. I do n't know why, but she appealed to me deeply
and I knew I just had to make her.

I saw her first at Starbucks, and I followed her home. For two calendar week, 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 foot tonight, because her Porsche had been in the shop for three days..
fucking rich cunt. She wore a tight red tank top and black skinny jean with black boots,
her farsighted bleak hair left loose down her rear. She smelled of roses, just like the funeral
home ...

I grabbed her as she was unlocking her front end door, and pushed her interior.
I normally would have taken her with me, but convient for me, she lived
even more stray than me ... no one would get wind her poor screams.

She tried to holler, 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 like ? You pitiful, miserable thing ...
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 jail !"She hissed through her dentition, the fight still in her eyes.

"I doubt that, cunt. Who 's going to call the fuzz ?"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 firm arms.

I am magniloquent. I am weighty. I am built. She 's just a missy, probably not weighing more than than 120 pounds.
What chance did she ever have ? Against me ? Against any man ? I held
both her arms with one of mine, and used the former to deplume off her shirt. She
was n't wearing a bra, which just made thing easier for me. Her tits were
heavy than to the highest degree of my girls, a nice 36C, with bouffant garden pink nipples. I glanced
down and noticed a naval pack accentuated her pallid stomach. On urge
I leaned down and kissed it. She cringed, of line.

"Please. Please, just ... take all my money and clobber, and leave. No one
will bed. Just do n't kill me !"She whispered suddenly, trying to attend
inexperienced person. They all said the Sami stupid shit, I thought irritably. I was
already getting exhausted with her. I jerked her pants down, letting the clitoris
pop out. Again with the kicking and lacing.

Why do they always fight ? They never win. Foolish little hussy ...

I pulled out my tool, not bothering to unclothe completely,
and without any lube or stimulation, thrust it inside her tight clit.

God it felt thoroughly ... it had been a piece, 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 white neck and squeezed, silencing her cacophony of screeches.
I got enough screaming and bitching back when I was married,
damn if I wanted to listen too a good deal of it these days.

I kept choking her as I fucked that tight ass bitch of hers, thrusting my grueling cock
in and out of her bush, loving the feel of her against me. I do n't guess
she was a virgin, but she obviously had n't had a great deal sex. I pounded away
as the life in her centre faded and dimmed more and more each second,
her endeavor at self refutation becoming futile.

I watched her eyes, barely alive, as I bit her nipple as difficult 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 squawk suffer. I rolled her on her tummy,
sensing she was far too weak to really fight now. Any endeavour to do so
would be futile and useless.

She had a Nice 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 lube it up some, squeezing her ass face hard.
"Nooo ... .."She whimpered as I pushed my dick against the tip of her cigarette,
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
deep penetrating gibe, I exploded in her ass, sending chill of ecstasy all down
my body. I laid on top of her, inside her, for a moment, before getting off.

"Do n't toss off 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 gag her and view her die as I fucked her, but now ... well now, at to the lowest degree 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 tit
quickly, and she cried out. I laughed at her and ate it, just to see the expression of revulsion
in her emerald oculus. Then I grabbed her tomentum and spit in her face.

"You are nothing. Nothing but a fucking niggling slut who deserves everything she got tonight
and more. You are lucky- be grateful- because I 'm going to go ahead and bolt down you."

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

Later, I disposed of the trunk, and did my best to clean up any traces of DNA and just
make it seem like she packed up and left. I 'm certain I wo n't be caught- I never am.

Now, I 'm just driving home, but I already know the perfect young woman to be my next
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 .