The more twisted the dark fantasies are the hotter I get. Fucking a man and having the exquisite corpse of a brat bleeding out is exciting. The exciting bit is that we destroyed the little cunt, and asshole of some prey we acquired.
It just so happens that I live near some great areas full of fresh fuck meat prey. These big parks, schools and churches in this abandoned Detroit area are the hunting grounds for me. I don’t give a fuck how distraught or cracked out my prey is. It’s easy money and a easier target.
I’m a sadistic gothic witch and I always require something to torture. Sometimes my torture need is a new lover. I meet a guy and can only handle a few hours with him before I start seeing red. Red flags and long nights, that’s a song in my brain. Yes I am a gothic bitch and She wants revenge is all about me in many ways. Truth is, I am fueled by revenge.
Unfortunately, I am not to be held down by relationships and drugs are fun but again they don’t control me. The here and after is all for the laughter as I draw the last blood of this wild ride. Riding that stiff fuck as he dies is what feeds my adrenaline kick.
Dark fantasies are fed by red flags and long nights
He tells me he is falling in love I laugh and see red. Really though he wants something more, I rip his clothes off and go down. His pleasure mounts and I bite. Sinking my teeth in, I bite that cock off. His last thought I will occupy his, and it was deep pleasure. It’s a feeling that I feed on. I am the seductress of death. My thrill ride is your demise.
In truth I will occupy your last thought. So will the dying corpse of the little fuck slut junkie we just destroyed together, but your DNA is all over it.
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