Will you listen to what I have to say?
Allow me to introduce myself you can call me Clay
Though around Black Winter they call me M.C. Slay
I first arrived here thinking what has happened to me?
Where the fuck could I be?
Why can’t I remember anything?
I wandered for what seemed like an eternity
At night I often heard screams
Just another dead whore dying in the streets
At least that is what I imagined it must be
One night I turned down an alley
I came upon the strangest sight I’d seen
Two women were raping a man
They used spiked bats to open up his ass
I remember doing nothing
Surely the women in the strange masks
Were exacting revenge on this man
He probably did something wrong
Now his screams were sweet
I won’t lie, something had awoken inside of me
A voice that said…
This is your calling
So I turned away
Leaving the man to his fate
I began to search Black Winters streets
For the victim that would take away my murder virginity
It didn’t take very long
Across the street was the most gorgeous and entrancing victim
The voice in my soul now told me this would be the one
My first victim
I followed her all the way to her place
A simple house on a street called Paradise
I came upon her silently as she opened her door
Covering her mouth and taking her to her living room floor
I kicked the front door shut behind me
Whispering into her ear I said
Don’t scream, I will end this peacefully
I then asked her what is her name
Gracefully she smiled and said
Misery…
I’ve been waiting for your company
Then without another word she threw me to the ground
Ripped off my clothes and began to mount me
Riding, riding we went on this way for quite some time
I came inside her several times
My first victim then smiled at me pulling a knife out and stabbing me!
I felt the blade go through my chest
Again she stabbed, still riding me like I was some steed
I thought it’d end but just as I breathed my last
She kissed me and all my wounds were gone
Smiling she said
If you want to be the best
If you want a real victim you have to know their pain
You have to experience the high that is death properly
It was then she made out with me again
Riding me even harder than before there was soon a knock at the door
Misery smiled and said…
Prepare to meet your first victim
Her name is Carissa and she thinks we are best friends
She even professed her feeling to me
Stupid bitch doesn’t know I’m psychic and already knew
That voice inside of you, that was me too
Tonight we kill your first victim baby
I was instantly entranced, we invited Carissa in after I put on some new clothes
Misery had a closet full, she said they were from past victims
Together we started out with drinks, telling Carissa I was her friend
Once she was tipsy we started to get more suggestive
Eventually we bed Carissa, she was so sweet
Not nearly as amazing as Misery
Her body full of ecstacy
I rode her hard as I shoved her face between Misery’s pale legs
Misery and I made the perfect team
Fornicating with our unknowing victim
Slowly she pulled out the knife
Handing it to me with a smile
Her voice speaking in my soul
Saying
Get creative, she is your first one
I pulled Carissa’s head back
Slowly bringing the knife to her neck
Misery made out with her once more
I pulled the knife across her throat slowly
There were sounds of gurgling and pain
Misery licked the blood that came from her neck
Smiling she took my knife hand
Told me to keep fucking her as she and I
Stabbed Carissa again and again through the chest
I remember gaining release
Upon Carissa’s death
Misery sucked out her soul
Then threw me down on the blood stained sheets
Fucking me right next to Carissa’s dead body
I passed out after it was all through
Awakening to find Carissa’s dead body gone
I was clean, and there was no sign of the bloody sheets
Smiling she handed me some coffee and said
We were made for one another
I couldn’t disagree
I knew I was hers eternally
Eventually we grew into a routine
Although she would always have a twist to keep it exciting!
The blonde haired, blue eyed vixen, got me a contract and we recorded music
We would kill night after night
She would continue to please me with the hottest love making I’d ever had
During the day we would record tracks
I’d sing and sometimes rap about all the victims we’d slay
That is how I eventually gained my new name
Misery was my manager, together we made the first album
We quickly became a huge act, Black Winter Radio constantly playing
Each and every one of our latest tracks
If you are new to Black Winter you will hear them soon
Maybe one day we’ll make one about you…
-M.C. Slay: Misery Loves Company-
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