Let me tell my story and how I ended up where I am today. It all started when I was young having to have men fuck me. Just so my momma can have her crack fix, especially when she didn't have any money at all. There would be times when there will be at least 4 guys in the room. All picking and gang banging as one will watch.
I couldn't put up a fight what was the use?? If I would fight it, would only make it worse for me. As the months and years went by I was beginning to enjoy their cocks a little too much.

There came a time later I remembered everything more clearly. Then that is when I snapped, started to cut their cock off and shove them in their mouths so they can choke to death. Just seeing them there with their bloody cocks in their mouths somehow turned me on.
Some months later, I got too wrapped in my kill and fucking his blood to even realize that the cops were there to take me and lock me away for a while. From there, I stayed in a mental hospital, and I did everything that was asked of me. So, on my twenty-second birthday, I reformed, so they thought, and released.
I waited after my release for a while before I went out on the prowl again. Going after my first kill in a long time. I can't wait to taste the blood from the cock, and I want to fuck it this time. Stick deep inside of my pussy, blood and all, then shove it in his mouth to choke to death.