Aug
01
2015
In my tight, shiny, iridescent snake-print body suit, glossy black stockings, latex gloves and patent heels, I look exactly like the she-predator I am. You can’t deny what I tell you, nor are you smart enough to run away at the truth- my long legs and mind-melting cleavage leave you mesmerized. Your place in this word is that of prey, made to be used, chewed up, and ended. You’re drawn to your ruination, you want to suffer at my hands… and when you have nothing else to give, I will rid the world of you.
