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Serial Killers "The Willing Captive" Part 1 (A Collaboration With Crimsin)

dark rainy night, clouds are suffocating
long legs stride, with lighting rhythm
i’m hidden, i catch her scent
hair red like blood, gets me excited
walking into danger, so unaware
blow to the head, down she goes
lifeless figure, pulled into my lair
undressing her, restrained for later


I awake dazed, reeling in pain
naked and manacled to a steel bed
my captor is in the shadows
he says "you're going to die bitch"
coming into my view
I see his coal dead eyes
shivering from fear and something else
lightening fast he puts a plastic bag over my head
then begins to brutally fuck me in the ass
a strange calm comes over me
neglected as a child never feeling wanted
I was now someone's prize
fantasizing about the likes of Ted Bundy
the idea of being immortalized
caused me to convulse with pleasure
cum running down my legs
my handsome captor
tasting my wetness stares at me in disbelief

cold blade, against soft skin
you shiver, with anticipation
gentle cut, crimson flows
i taste you, your inner workings
exposing my instruments, of steel
witnessing calm, such lustful eyes
whispering kill me, or let me follow


I am your willing captive, your slave
yearning for death but it eludes me
evil doesn't reap it's own
twisted fantasies flow through my head
they have since childhood
if you won't immortalize me through my blood
let me hunt with you, carve out our rage
on the unsuspecting together we will be infamous

i say “you’re not like the others”
so much anger stirs within
feeling the possibilities, and intrigued
needing an apprentice, a partner
dedicate yourself to me
worship upon my alter
i'll bestow my teachings
upon your lips, a bloody kiss
give me an answer, my love
are you in?, will you follow?


with danger in our gaze
venom staining our bloodied lips
we seal the deal with a ritualistic fuck
down on my knees before you
bowing before your deadly member
I avert my eyes whispering quietly
"I will follow you unto our deaths"
Written by diamonddave75
Published | Edited 2nd Aug 2015
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