Man oh man if I could actually go hunting with any of these amazing miscreants I would be so fucking happy. You and I, together, telling them what to do and who to do it to. We could have a whole god damn slaughter farm, and when is the best time for bringing lambs to slaughter? Halloween. Those little fuckers are running around and they are easy pickings. Parents get distracted, pushing strollers, or talking to other adults, and the next thing you know their little shit is long gone. Only to be seen again when they are dug up from a shallow grave.
I can just see it. You and I, walking hand in hand between the stalls we have set up for the night. Listening to the bones crunching, the screaming, the hyperventilating, the begging, and just seeing the fear on all their little faces. So many implements of pain would be used, we could just fuck in every single stall as we watch. How fucking hot would that be??? Oh it would be amazingly hot!
Hell, we could even join in. Make our own marks on those little fuck toys. Me spreading open those legs, or ass cheeks, you dipping your cock in blood to make it slick, then feeling them shudder as you fuck them until they either pass out, or you split them in half with your massive dick. I would be smiling the whole time, for me it would be fucking romantic!
Here is hoping your Halloween turns into a wonderful night for hunting the treats that you desire. If you happen to actually capture the prey you always wanted, makes sure you let me know so I can share in your joy and revel in their pain.
Happy Hunt-o-ween from your favorite fucked in the head bitch goddess, Indigo.
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