Who am I
My name is irrelevant
I fear you would forget it anyway
For they are many
Some would call me sick and depraved
A name that suits me well
I lurk within the shadows
Waiting for passing prey
Captivate with dark intentions
There's no need for use of force
My special little bait is enough
She voluntarily steps inside
My subject is but a mere child
Yet she will fulfill my every fantasy
Mesmerized by my serpent eyes
Persuaded by promise of treat
By my means of transportation
I take her on a journey
Far away to my little den
Down in the basement
I lead her down the steps then lock the door
She panics so I smash her to the floor
Fainted she is stripped down to her skin
Naked, gagged and tied, the procedure can begin
Her eyes are opened slowly
Her gaze meets mine
She starts to cry and scream
As I fill the hole between her thighs
Thrusting, pounding
Smashing, crushing
No one hears her screams
Rape her, cut her
Kill her, skin her
Then f*ck the corpse again
Now that I have pleased my hunger
It's time to prepare her corpse
She's stuffed into my special machine
Then sold to the world to feed
By my means of transportation
I took her to the slaughter
She then began a transformation
Now she is ice cream