It should be so easy, for a sexy thing like me, to lure every man towards me. So easy, that I could possibly get them to come with me, no matter where I go. It should be the easiest thing, to get them to follow me, into the deepest, darkest forest. Maybe also women, I mean, there's an excuse or a reason for everything and I might just get every person to trust me and to come with me, because I am very good at being nice to the human species even though I feel really disgusted by them (except one person, but I'll just leave that part out of the story, to make it sound more heartless and brutal).
So let's say I got them to follow me ("come on, let's just take a walk through the forest, I know a nice little place there, I need to show you") and I got them to come to this "nice" place with me, I could get them to come into this little house with me. A little house, hidden in the darkest, deepest forest. A place, where no one could hear any of their screams. Entering I would lock the door, silently and inconspiciously, behind us. I would ask them to have a seat and maybe offer them some tea or whatever else I would have prepared there. I might get a bit closer, close enough to just fasten some cable strap or handcuffs around one wrist. And as you might know, cable straps close very easily, but it's almost impossible to open them again. Especially with only one hand. Then I could tie up their other hand and they would finally really understand the reason, why we have come to this place
It should be so easy, for a sexy thing like me, to lure every man towards me. So easy, that I could possibly get them to come with me, no matter where I go. It should be the easiest thing, to get them to follow me, into the deepest, darkest forest. Maybe also women, I mean, there's an excuse or a reason for everything and I might just get every person to trust me and to come with me, because I am very good at being nice to the human species even though I feel really disgusted by them (except one person, but I'll just leave that part out of the story, to make it sound more heartless and brutal).
So let's say I got them to follow me ("come on, let's just take a walk through the forest, I know a nice little place there, I need to show you") and I got them to come to this "nice" place with me, I could get them to come into this little house with me. A little house, hidden in the darkest, deepest forest. A place, where no one could hear any of their screams. Entering I would lock the door, silently and inconspiciously, behind us. I would ask them to have a seat and maybe offer them some tea or whatever else I would have prepared there. I might get a bit closer, close enough to just fasten some cable strap or handcuffs around one wrist. And as you might know, cable straps close very easily, but it's almost impossible to open them again. Especially with only one hand. Then I could tie up their other hand and they would finally really understand the reason, why we have come to this place.
I would slit the skin on their arms with a knife, not too deep yet, just enough to make a little bit of blood flow out. Collect the blood and draw on the floor with it. Then I would take a little bit of salt, to make them a bit more "tasty" and put it on their wounds. They would sure scream a bit too much already at this point and so I would put a bit of tape over their mouth to silence them. It would be a pleasure to see them struggle and desperately try to get away from that chair. But the more they try, the weaker they get and the deeper the cable strap would cut into their flesh..... (to be continued)
