To the anonymous motherfucker from the comments- You might want to get some soft music and a towel ready before you start reading because you’re gonna love this you sicko
Anyway,
I woke up yesterday to hear that rapist shit sucker screaming like the little
bitch that he is. I knew when the fucking 80s music started up that the Wolf was
back at it. I went out to watch. When I got out there, I saw the Wolf crouching
on top of his chest. He
wasn’t screaming anymore, just moaning. I guess he couldn’t do much else with
the Wolf on top of him like that.
I
noticed that she had built a fire next to them. I was about to ask if she was
going to cook his ass when she casually flicked something over her shoulder.
“Why
are you complaining?” She said “You were asking for it. Isn’t that what your
sort always says? You should be willing to apply the same standard to yourself”
I
saw the little tentacles had come out of her skin again as she flicked something
else over her shoulder. It was a tooth. She was using them to pull out his fucking
teeth.
“Well
why did you start this if you weren’t ready to deal with the consequences?” She
pulled another tooth “I mean you raped and tortured me, what was I supposed to
think? And now you want to run away? Leading me on, boy!”
“You
should have known better than to bring me there, to be all alone in a place
like that with a girl like me. You had to know what would happen.”
She
spread her arms out like she was reaching for his hands. I moved to get a
better look at what she was doing. The tentacles went into his hands. Bitch boy
shook his head “no”
“Sorry
dear, but I can’t stop now. I just can’t control myself!” I could see his skin
moving and the fucking bones in his hand being broken. Then his fingers started
to split open. Then his hand sort of exploded. She licked up some of the blood
then did the same to his other hand.
She
hopped off his chest and pulled a knife out of the fire. She stuck it against
his wrist stumps to stop the bleeding. Fucker looked like he was about to pass
out, so the Wolf slapped him. He started sobbing. She stood up and looked at
me. I got scared for a second that those things had taken over, but I knew it
was okay when she came over and rested her head on my shoulder. I told her she
was pretty. She looked at me and smiled. <3
Fucking blogspot fucking up the fucking spacing!
ReplyDeleteHow does Yanni sound?
ReplyDeleteWhatever gets you off, I guess.
DeleteWhy'd you have to go and do that Wolf? Now you have one less body part to torture.
ReplyDeleteHa! Not to worry, there is still plenty of him left to work with.
Delete*blink* Um...you ripped out his teeth? Uh...just uh....wow. I've strangely never heard of someone doing something like that. Well, other then at the dentist. Ouch....
ReplyDeleteAnyways, keep up the good work I suppose.
Haha Thank you hero, I will.
DeleteAnd what can I say? I'm determined to take him apart bit by bit and that includes the teeth.
Hey Roy boy, if you're so fucking impressed with that, maybe you should come back for another visit. We could show you all sorts of fun ways to torture a motherfucker!
DeleteHell I wouldn't mind another visit....as long as I wouldn't be said motherfucker....
Delete"The wolfsong is the sound of the rending you will suffer, in itself a murdering."
ReplyDelete-Angela Carter, The Company Of Wolves
Although I suppose Carmine wasn't a fan feminist literature.
Heh... I somehow doubt he is.
DeleteSeeing that quote made me smile. I quite enjoy that retelling of the fairytale I hold so dear.
I prefer that retelling to the Grimm version. The Grimm version basically says, "Ladies, don't go and be independent or big bad wolves will come after you. Marry a woodcutter and stay in his kitchen."
DeleteHm yes and the Perrault version is not much better. Personally, out of the older versions,I prefer the one where the girl saves herself.
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