I just adore when you try and fight your urges. It is really just too fucking cute. So cute I throw up a little in my pretty mouth. You call me again tonight telling me you have stopped looking for underage little pretty kitties. You sound so pathetic and bored I suggest you go out with me tonight. I know the band so there is always fresh meat hanging about.
You finally decide to join me and rush up to meet me excitedly going on and on about a chick you met on the way and she is your age. I see you staring as the crowd starts to form to get in. Didn’t you wonder why I just didn’t use my VIP pass? I wanted to see if you really meant want you said, and oh I guess I forgot to tell you this is an all ages show.
My favourite twins come up to me. You are trying to guess their ages and they are completely bewitched by you. I have always turned these two little emos darlings down but I think you need a pick me up. Time for you to put away any illusions that you could give up your depraved urges. We all watch the band for a bit and as much as I want nothing more than to fuck the bass player tonight is not the night. I need to FIX you. I hand the girls a pill and shove a straw in each of their mouths and tell them to suck it up quick. The mixture is hitting them and we get them out the back exit.
We drive to your loft in the warehouse district. You know the drill as we take them to your bedroom. I get together your equipment as you undress their pale, quiet bodies. They will be passed out for at least 4 hours. Plenty of time for you to rape them and get them back in front of club remembering nothing that happened. How I love my times with someone as twisted and depraved as me. We both down some absinthe, no time for ceremonies or rituals. You are all set for play time and I need to get to work. Now this is how it should be. Pure depravity at its finest.
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