Destiny



The hunt. That’s where it begins. Finding the perfect prey. Something young. Tight. Something with that special spark. That sweet look. Pure innocence. Fragile. And when you find that perfect prey you know. You can feel it. All the way through you. Once you find it.. That special it… you know you have to have it. You cant stop till you have it. To have it you have to stalk it! To learn everything there is to know about it. Where it goes. What it likes. To find that one weakness. The one thing that is going to get it alone. Away from everyone. The one thing that is going to make it vulnerable. And when I find that one thing. I use it. I love the thrill of the snatch. To take what I want. To make it all mine… And then the reward… The big payoff for all my hard work. Once I have it all to myself. I can do whatever I want. Slowly enjoying every cut. Every drop of spilt blood. I want to smell the fear. Taste the defeat. I want it to know…long before I kill it, That it is going to die. Slowly.. And when it thinks it can’t take anymore… That when I will call you to cum help me. To degrade and use it like then nasty dirty whore it is. I want to hear you rip it apart. Tear every hole. Make it beg to die. I want to see it suffer. When its lost everything and realizes there is still more to cum. And when we have used it up. Taken everything from it. Then we will kill it. Slowly… piece by piece. That’s what I want … And I always get what I want…

Destiny

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