How you love Summer and I fucking hate it. Heat and sun makes one unhappy goth girl. You come over to try and get me to go hunting with you but let’s face it you NEED me to do it for you. You plead for a while and when all else fails you bring out the meth. I do a few lines and I am beginning to get in the mood for a hunt but it is dark and the victims are all home snuggled in bed.
It doesn’t take long before I have a plan. We can go to Needle Park where some of the jinkie bitches will have the little ones with them. I know you prefer them fresh but well you are desperate and I need to hear cries of pain. We drive over there and see a few victims huddled together trying not to see what is going on around them.
You are in luck it seems as the toys are all blonde and in tiny worn shorts. Thing is their lives suck and they would be better off fucking dead. We carry the three off with no one even noticing. Once we get them home we explain just what is going to happen to them. Too fucking funny, they are each trying to throw the other under the bus. I slap one so hard it shuts the other two up.
Now it is playtime! I do another line and watch you tie them up and strip them down. You fuck one at a time making the others watch. Once the first blonde has “expired” you toss her on the floor since the rats in this abandoned building can smell the blood. It is kind of gross to watch, but then again I love twisted, sick things most would hurl at. This is making me hungry but I only like fresh, clean blood and they looked tainted from the start. “Goddess” you beg “I need more little fucktoys”. The sun is up and I am ready for some sleep. We leave the bodies to the rats and you take me home.
Goth Girl Ivy
