My Dying Dark Angel

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

Please, let me inaugurate myself. My name is Alexi. I was born in Russia but have
lived in the States for many years now. Who I was is not important.
My life, in fact, is not significant. 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 call me an arist. A genuis.
Just because I actually end living, and take beautiful girls against their will,
does not make me big than most men. Everyone has their wan 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 centre and small, child breasts. She was an ebony haired dark fairy, with glittering green center
and very light onyx marble skin. I do n't have intercourse why, but she appealed to me deeply
and I knew I just had to let her.

I saw her first at Starbucks, and I followed her home. For two weeks, I monitored her
from a aloofness, all without her knowledge. I knew her traffic pattern, her movements.
And now I was set. 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 deep bitch. She wore a taut red tank top and black skinny jeans with black boots,
her retentive black hair left loose down her back. She smelled of roses, just like the funeral
home ...

I grabbed her as she was unlocking her front man threshold, and pushed her inside.
I normally would stimulate taken her with me, but convient for me, she lived
even more separated than me ... no one would find out her pathetic screams.

She tried to call, and as a inborn 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 poor, wretched matter ...
I bet you never thought this would find to you."No one ever does, you know.
They all think crime happens to former female child, not themselves.

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

"I doubt that, beef. Who 's going to predict the cops ?"I asked, leering at her.

Seeing that she was struggling for an resolution, I leaned close to her ear and whispered
into it :"You are going to die tonight."Her face paled, and the whipping got more violent.
She was struggling, trying so fucking hard to get dislodge, out of my strong arms.

I am tall. I am leaden. I am built. She 's just a young lady, probably not weighing more than 120 pounds.
What probability did she ever have ? Against me ? Against any man ? I held
both her arms with one of mine, and used the other to rupture off her shirt. She
was n't wearing a bra, which just made things easier for me. Her tits were
bigger than most of my young lady, a skillful 36C, with puffy pink nipples. I glanced
down and noticed a naval anchor ring accentuated her pale stomach. On impulse
I leaned down and kissed it. She cringed, of trend.

"Please. Please, just ... take all my money and stuff, and leave. No one
will have intercourse. Just do n't vote out me !"She whispered suddenly, trying to look
innocent. They all said the Saame stupid shit, I thought irritably. I was
already getting exhausted with her. I jerked her bloomers down, letting the button
pop out. Again with the kick and thrashing.

Why do they always fight ? They never win. dopy piddling slattern ...

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 dear ... it had been a spell, 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 hear too much of it these days.

I kept choking her as I fucked that tight ass twat of hers, thrusting my hard cock
in and out of her Dubya, loving the spirit of her against me. I do n't think
she was a Virgo, but she obviously had n't had often sex. I pounded away
as the life in her oculus faded and dimmed More and more each minute,
her attempt at self vindication becoming futile.

I watched her eyes, barely alive, as I bit her nipple as severely as I could,
pleased at the roue which oozed out. I let go of her neck- I like
to draw out it a fiddling, let the squawk suffer. I rolled her on her stomach,
sensing she was far too debile to really crusade now. Any tries to do so
would be futile and useless.

She had a squeamish ass, unit of ammunition and firm and untouched. The sort of ass
every man wants to wedge his prick into someday. I kissed down her spine
and to her ass, licking it to lube it up some, squeezing her ass impudence hard.
"Nooo ... .."She whimpered as I pushed my tool against the tip of her butt,
letting it sit there, rubbing against it, before I finally rammed it in
and began pounding her ass. nooky, I was going to cum ... .with a few more
deep penetrating slams, I exploded in her ass, sending chill of XTC 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 strangle 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 tongue. 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 hair and expectoration in her face.

"You are nothing. zip but a screw 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 best to scavenge 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 nursing home, but I already know the hone girl to be my following
victim.

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

I always get what I want .