Murder Letters of Fantastic Scarlet Fantasies

Status: Finished (June 09, 2024)

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Or just Scarlet Fantasies for short.

Harla - his fortunate/unfortunate ex/girlfriend who regretted everything

Scarlet Fantasies | Letter 1

"So what do you say?"

"I say you should kill her, but let's first discuss the method of killing" 

"Huh? Why shouldn't I take a gun and just end it all right then and there. I will shoot her and then myself, a suicide letter isn't needed anyways. No one's there to mourn me"

"Well, I will be the one mourning you."

"The problem is you're not even real."

"How? You see me in the mirror, right? And you hear my voice and obediently respond to everything I have to say"

"Yeah! But that's only because you're just a delusion"

"A delusion?" As I shift my gaze from the sink full of the strands of my long black hair I cut off, I look up into the mirror while holding onto the sink to look into the eyes of a humanoid shadow that looks like a ghost of myself.

What a weird sight to see.

I never dared to look at its scarlet eyes before.

"Hello!" The black smoke waved at me and I went back to cutting my hair. 

"So.. How do I end her life in an instant? I don't want her to feel pain, I still kinda have some remaining feelings for her y'know" 

Cutting my hair that used to reach my shoulders is a symbol of letting go, and starting a new chapter in my life.

I'm so cool.

She'll regret this.

"I think it is better if we make her suffer, partner"

"Huh? Partner?"

"It will be the best if you lock her up in your basement"

"Somebody will notice she's missing though, also food prices are skyrocketing. There's no way I'll be able to sustain her down there!"

"You are not thinking clearly"

"You have to starve her to death, not nourish her. The skinnier the better"

"Eugh. That's kind sick isn't it?"

"A little bit. But why would you show her any mercy?" 

"You're right.. I shouldn't show her ANY mercy"

Scarlet Fantasies | Letter 2

"Sooooooooooooo, where are you taking me today Suzu?" 

"Oh boy, I'm taking you to my favorite ice cream spot!"

"We used to orbit that place during the first year of high school, if you remember!"

"RIGHT, that ice cream was so tasty. I enjoyed it a lot"

"It brings memories doesn't it?"

"It'll be a perfect way to celebrate our anniversary!"

"THAT'S RIGHT. Time really flies fast doesn't it?" 

Her long silver hair was quite the sight.

I didn't have a haircut since we got together.

Harla never minded my long hair even if she teased me for being feminine.

While my parents gave me a rough time, and that really annoyed me.

But oh well, I wonder what else can we do for our anniversary.

I can't wait!

...

We were holding hands as we were walking from school.

People were staring at us for always being that school couple, but they were just jealous and envious of what we had, and they didn't. 

Us two were aware of that fact so we always agreed to show off our love, even if people found it annoying. 

One time me and Harla were discussing how our relationship would look far into the future. One thing we noticed during our 17 years of life is how every adult relationship seems to be soulless, depraved of passion, love, and enthusiasm. And that's why we agreed to always keep things spicy and have a lightning spark of love going for both of us. We agreed to reignite that spark no matter what happened - we vowed to keep our love sacred and pure! Isn't this relationship perfect and so different from many others? I wonder what were we in our past lives.

"I love you Suzu.." She leaned in for a kiss as I pushed her against the fence of the pier where our favorite ice cream shop was located.

I followed her and we were making out, as my hand slipped down her thigh which her little school uniform skirt couldn't keep from my touch. 

Her thick legs were lovely and always so warm. 

Scarlet Fantasies | Letter 3

"Wow Suzu, you look like a lesbian with that haircut" 

"Shut up! That's not nice of you to say" I hate how my delusion treats me sometimes, but it's been a nice companion since I got blocked by Harla everywhere. 

"I tried sending her an email but her inbox is always fucking full. I organized her Gmail account into different categories but she never deleted the ones she doesn't need" 

"You are amusing to watch, I have to admit" My delusion decided to taunt me some more. Its androgynous voice was getting on my nerves.

"Ugh. You really know how to get on my nerves...."

"If you were without me you would be less sane than you are now"

"Can it get worse than this though? This is a condition people get sent to mental institutions for"

"God knows"

"A demon believes in God?"

"And when did I claim I am a demon? I am just a delusion you have to deal with for some time. Partner, friend, acquittance, call me however you see fit"

"Partner works well"

"So what are you planning on doing? You are not 18 yet so you cannot buy a gun"

"I'm just going to buy a cleaver. Your words inspired me. I don't think she deserves to feel happy in her last moments I'm going to serve her"

"Attaboy" It felt like someone was caressing my hair.

Scarlet Fantasies | Letter 4

I was at Harla's house without her parents knowing, or let's just say without her mother knowing since she's from a divorced family. I always used that fact to my advantage to sneakily come into her house while her mother was hooking up with people in the neighborhood.

She never had a stable relationship with either parent, but oh well, that didn't matter to me since she relied me on whenever any serious topic would come up. She was loyal and obsessed with me. Can't it get better than that?

And I was as equally obsessed with her, if not more. Harla is my precious sweetheart.

"So.. Suzu" Harla said and I could see her looking at me with peripheral vision. We were lying on the same pillow, tucked in bed, and while I was dozing off on my phone she called out my name.

"Yes, darling?" She laughed when I looked at the front camera she was pointing at us two.

"Oh, you're recording?" I was surprised but happy to play along with whatever she wanted us to do.

"Don't you think it'd be fun to address our future selves in this recording? This video would be like a mini time capsule" 

"Oh.. Was there anything specific you wanted to mention? Let's say hi to our children while we are at it!"

"That's such a sweet idea Suzu" She kissed me on the cheek while pointing the camera at us - I loved it when Harla smiled. She was always so beautiful no matter how much she didn't like her own appearance. 

We then started goofing on camera, laughing, making jokes, and poking fun at each other while making sure to say hi to our children and our future selves which we were really happy to talk to. 

This will definitely make a nice memory, and that's what matters in the end. I want my life to be full of memories I can come back to. Regardless of how I feel in the present moment, I think the aftereffects it leaves on my life are more important than how I'm doing right now. I'm imagining everything as a giant library - all bookshelves are organized through different periods of my life, months, and categories that help me remember what I want to remember. Good and bad moments will be romanticized in my head at all costs. I want to collect memories more than living them.

After Harla finished with the long video she was recording, she put the phone down and we started cuddling.

She put her small hand on my crotch and started pleasuring me while we were kissing. Her mouth was always so sweet and her hot breath was so addicting. She didn't have a lot of experience so she was rough down there but I enjoyed it nonetheless, especially when she slid her hands into my underwear and made contact with my friend directly.

I then put one of my hands under her shirt and then directly onto one of her boobs - they were growing bigger and bigger as each year of our relationship passed. Sometimes they'd even grow bigger in a span of three months.

I started pinching her nipples and she was moaning in my mouth, while I was containing myself to let any sound of pleasure as my dick was fully erect now.

Her boobs were hot and warm, I loved squeezing those little fat sacks on her chest each time I got the chance. 

Too bad they're still too small for a paizuri.

Scarlet Fantasies | Letter 5

"There is no way you actually were able to drug her?" My kind partner, delusion pointed that out.

"She's really sentimental, y'know" I took a bite of white chocolate. 

"So she really wanted to officially end everything on good terms, right" 

I paused while munching on the white chocolate bar.

"Because if her new relationship ever goes badly, she'll turn back to me and try to make up for everything" I was really enjoying this chocolate bar.

"I see.. And how did you find out she has a new boyfriend?" 

"She's dumb even though I took her as great authority always. She left a lot of traces and obvious clues that made me find out on time"

"So where are we going?" The delusion asked as it was standing right next to me in the co-driver seat.

"To an old summer home my family has in the countryside. Nobody will hear her screams from there, and I made sure to bring few tools to torture her, and some food for me to eat before the Grand Act"

"What is the Grand Act, if I may ask, partner?"

"Well.." I paused while looking at the road onto which the rain was pouring. It was completely dark outside and so it was in my car. But my partner's scarlet eyes really stood out - thankfully I was the only one who could see him. He was of real help.

I took another bite of white chocolate and pulled the wrapper even more down. 

It reminded me of when I was undressing her before we'd have sex.

I can't wait to get my hands on her again when I lock her in the basement. I bet she'll be as sweet as this white chocolate bar I'm eating. 

It must be so much fun when girls are in pain!

"The Grand Act is my suicide!" My delusion tilted his head and looked at me with a look of confusion - I could tell even though he didn't have a mouth, only glowing scarlet eyes which scared me.

"Ah, that is rather disappointing"

"Heh, is it?" I was dumbfounded.

"How do you plan on killing yourself?"

I started laughing while getting more white chocolate into my mouth.

With each bite I took, the more powerful I felt.

The dosage I put in Harla's food and drinks is long enough to keep her unconscious for quite some time. 

I didn't want to play with her body while she was asleep. I think seeing her reaction to being actively violated by someone she once loved will be more satisfying. 

"Well partner, just buckle up your seatbelt and get ready for a show"

Scarlet Fantasies | Letter 6

"Good morning, darling" I was crouching next to her who was sitting on the cold basement floor.

I made preparations before everything by setting up a metal pipe in the middle of the room that was connected to the ceiling and the floor, so I could trap her safely.

"W-Where am I? SUZU-" Before she got the chance to scream I muffled her mouth with my hand and told her to shut up.

I wasn't raising my voice at her, but she tried resisting and when she noticed her hands were tied to a metal post she started kicking me with her legs.

She had pretty thick thighs so her kicks were strong, and therefore I was forced to back off.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM? LET ME GO. YOU ARE INSANE FOR DOING THIS?" She started crying, her breathing got heavy and she was making quite a scene. Too bad we were in the middle of nowhere and the basement was pretty well isolated sound-wise because I wanted to have my own band back in the day.

"Sorry, but there has been a change of plans, don't you see?" I pointed out the space she was located in.

"NO, THIS IS NOT OKAY. I THOUGHT WE SETTLED EVERYTHING IN A PEACEFUL MANNER" Holy shit can she get more annoying than this. 

"I am truly sorry. But it was you who started all this. You cheating on me is what prompted me to do this, if it was not obvious enough" I was not smiling anymore. This topic is always kinda hard for me.

"I NEVER CHEATED ON YOU, WHAT? Now please let me go because this can be resolved in a more CIVILIZED manner plus you'll get in A LOT of trouble for this! Let me go, where are we even????"

"So you still are not able to admit your guilt? Shit"

"I'M NOT GUILTY OF ANYTHING. THOSE ARE JUST YOUR DELUSIONS. YOU ARE DELUSIONAL SUZU. WHAT DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND? I ALREADY TOLD YOU WHY WE BROKE UP"

"I do not seem to be able to recollect anything you said. Why do you have a tendency to lie so much? Do you think I am that stupid? Just because I trust you does not mean I do not see through your unfaithful antics"  

"JUST KNOCK IT OFF ALREADY"

I wanted to approach her to take her hoodie off. Harla was well dressed in a hoodie with a shirt underneath, she was also in her pants and socks which I did not touch yet. But I plan on stripping her naked and abusing that little sweet body of hers. 

It is an important measurement.

But as soon as I started approaching her she just started uncontrollably trying to kick me while screaming stuff that did not even mean anything. At least it did not mean anything to me.

I could not get to her in any way possible, so I decided it would be best if I came and threatened her with violence.

So I went upstairs and turned off the light while she was still screaming and bawling her eyes out.

Her screams could be barely heard from the house and I was quite happy because of that. There was no chance anyone would come to visit this house soon enough, and also, I made sure to throw her phone into a river that goes through our city. I am sure the police will come to this house eventually, but I am pretty sure I have at least a week before the Grand Act. 

I took a baseball bat I had upstairs, and I made sure to bring that cleaver I bought with me as well. 

I went down into the basement again, turned on the light, and found her looking at me in silence, with an obviously angry face. But when she saw my baseball bat, she became scared again and started asking me what will I do with what I was holding in my hand.

I approached her and she was uncontrollably trying to kick me with her legs, but then I swung my bat and hit her right into her left thigh after I moved a little bit to the side. 

She screamed and that made me even more excited, so I accidentally swung again and hit her right at the same spot and she became even more hysterical. 

"How about you stop trying to oppose me and just let me fucking do what I want to do with you? I will continue hitting you until you fucking stop" I pretended to swing again but missed on purpose. 

Harla was crying and her makeup was getting washed off her face by the enormous amount of tears that was coming out of her eyes.

I approached her and crouched next to her again and then she got her legs together and buried her head into her knees to avoid seeing me.

"Don't worry, darling. I still love you the most, that's why I'm doing this for you" I left the baseball bat next to her and put my hand on her face to lift it up and I smiled tenderly to cheer her up. 

She did not look happy as our eyes met. I leaned in for a kiss and she moved her head away but I still persisted and started making out with her still lips. I put my hand on her boobs while she was moaning and grunting.

They're still so soft and squishy, but it feels so much better to abuse them while her body is trying to resist my touch so much.  

Scarlet Fantasies | Letter 7

“She is all yours now. Have you considered abusing her a little more? The clock is ticking” I heard a shady voice tell me that as I was still forcing my lips onto Harla’s. And what he was saying was true, there’s no doubt police will come eventually, possibly sooner than I’m expecting.

The basement clock was eerily ticking.

I have cyanide in my pocket in case everything goes wrong, but I could really start enjoying myself, it’s not fun if only one person has pleasure.

I backed off to look at her face which was swollen and in tears. She was really sad, so I took the knife and she started screaming. I caressed her hair slowly to reassure her I won’t torture her or cut her up or anything, at least not yet though.

I brought it slowly to her chest which was rising up and down because of her frantic breathing, so I had to be careful while cutting her clothes. I exposed her boobs and I was immediately hard and was so perplexed that I had to continue stripping her naked. I also cut her bra, and now her nipples were completely naked and hard. I grabbed one with my hand and then I started squishing it while sometimes rubbing her nipples to make her moan out of the pain and pleasure that was forced upon her. She was silent other than the noises she was making. So I took the knife again to get her completely naked – after all, my favorite part about Harla’s body was her strong thighs that look so strong. So strong that it makes her the perfect object for breeding and making new children.

However, because of how she desecrated our relationship, I will never get the ability to get her pregnant, nor love her again. I can’t have sex with her while she’s tied up.

“If you cannot fornicate with her now, you should definitely consider it after killing her. Matter of fact, she might still be warm, partner” The spirit was giving me awfully good ideas.

I’ll take that into consideration, actually, I will do it because it’s making me so excited just thinking about it. She always complained when we were having sex about how it hurt her when I’d go deep. It’s not that I have a big dick it’s just that she’s annoying and too sensitive. Now I will be able to rail her dead body without a problem. That’ll be such a beautiful sight.

She wouldn’t be able to kick me since I’m so close to her. But she was quite reluctant to open her legs, so I had to force her to do it with my hands. The knife scared her whenever I pulled it up and I doubt she knew she was going to die after I finished having fun with her. Sadly, I will go with her too, so I can rape her in Hell when she’s actually conscious.

When I spread her legs open I took out scissors out of my pocket to cut her panties. She squealed as I brought the scissors closer to her pussy. Her pussy wasn’t wet, but I’ll make it sooner or later. I located her clitoris and pulled apart her big labia lips to put my finger on it to start rubbing it. She was feeling pleasure against her will and I was really concentrated on making the experience as enjoyable as possible. I was sensual, careful, and determined enough to take as much advantage as I could over her sensitive clitoris. Her moans were really cute like her gasping for air as I rubbed it faster. Out of my own excitement, I had to start grabbing one of her boobs because they were so perfect.

Her boobs were the most beautiful in the world. Their shape, form, and the feeling of warmth when I touched them were making me lose it. I could feel my pants getting wet as my precum was already dripping, but my dick wasn’t the only one who was getting wet. Her pussy was getting wetter and wetter. She was moaning loudly without trying to stay silent because she knew that no one could hear her from my basement.

That itself turned me on so much because I never was able to hear her moan so loudly. Since we’d have sex in secret at her home, and she was never home alone which was very annoying. But now hearing her cute voice be full of such pleasure and enjoyment made my heart melt and it almost made me reconsider everything. I felt the feeling of love that shrouded me when I’d have sex with her. The intimacy of her hot breath hitting my face while I lean into a kiss while thrusting myself inside her. Our nights were always gentle and full of care, passion, and love. And now it was just like that, it was just like before. She was happy and satisfied and we were together alone. Without any distractions, without anything to take her attention away. I was completely alone with her and our bodies were connecting again. It seems that she’s starting to realize that she only loves me. Actually, I think I might have awakened her old feelings that she suppressed, for some reason during the last few days it felt like she suppressed her feelings for me. Talking to her felt odd in a way because I started to get the impression she saw me as a dead family member more than a partner. I want to have sex with you, I want to love you, touch you, care about you, not be your stupid guardian. I wanted to be your partner, I want to be your partner. Why can’t everything be like it was before? Why is your hot plump body exciting me so much and making me mad? I know the answer myself though because I always found my love and my salvation in you, your body, your beauty, your femininity. And now that you’re staring at only me with that cute face of yours while letting loud sounds of pleasure dominate the empty room where only me and you are playing together – I’m finally feeling loved.

Scarlet Fantasies | Letter 8

“Y-You are crying..?” Harla noticed as I started crying. I stopped pleasuring her and silence filled the room.

“Why can’t it be like before.. but don’t lie to me this time?” I was staring at the ground, between her legs to be exact but I was not looking at her pussy.

“I never lied to you….. It’s just your delusions”

“You’re jealous………” She was trying to catch a breath, while I was just crying like a child in front of her naked beauty.

“What do you mean by that?” I asked desperately for a coherent answer that was not just a lie or an excuse.

“Stop trying to take my happiness away…. I just want to be happy. What is it there that you don’t understand?”

“BUT don’t you feel loved? Haven’t you felt loved before?? B-But especially now since we’re so close together after such a long time”

“NO. I feel… Bad” She was also starting to cry.

At least I wasn’t naked so it was less embarrassing for me than it was for her.

“I love you though, and I will never leave you. I just love you the most more than anybody else, how aren’t you able to tell?” I was yelling at this point and I couldn’t resist myself.

I hugged Harla while she was still tied to that pole. She couldn’t reject my hug, but me forcibly hugging her was really physically uncomfortable but I didn’t want to let go. I can’t lose her, at least now this way.

“You know how much you mean to me? Don’t you know, because I thought you knew the best!” I was sobbing and so was she. I don’t know if she did that because it was out of love or guilt, but I don’t remember when was the last time I cried. I can’t cry without her, it just feels wrong, but now I finally got the chance to let go and completely hand myself to her.

Her chest was warm, just like her tears.

Scarlet Fantasies | Letter 9

I put my lips close to hers and seeing her hesitate to kiss me really made me sad. I was groping her chest gently because her boobs were so full and she was practically asking for it by being naked and so beautiful. Only if her boobs were a little bit bigger so I can stick my dick between them, but it’s okay.

I kissed her cheek and a little bit the side of her lips while she was trying to move away from me. I was forcing myself onto her face and she was just crying while silent. My hands were holding onto her boobs as I was touching her nipples and occasionally pinching them to make her moan. When we have sex she would always be silent, but now I can hear her beautiful voice that’s a result of pleasure forced upon her hot body.

I moved away from her face and I put my face right at her chest. She was sobbing and was getting quite loud with her sobbing. I started going in circles around her areolas with my tongue to make her feel even better.

Her uncontrollable sobbing was getting mixed in with moans of forced pleasure and it was really hot.

Seeing her reaction motivated me to grab her by the waist with one hand while grabbing her boob with my other so I can put it directly into my mouth. I pulled it as her nipple went completely in my mouth and I began to suck it.

Usually, when a man is sucking on a woman’s breast, it’s a beautiful act of love that both the man and the woman consented to. But now she was just being forced to enjoy and endure the endless pleasure. She had really big and plump nipples and it was really hot. They were one of my favorite parts of her body, I just can’t wait to grope them again when I finally get to fuck her, although it’s too bad that they won’t be that warm by then.

Her moans got louder and her body was already moving on its own because it didn’t have any other way to express the enjoyment it was feeling.

I hold onto the fat on her stomach as I sucked her nipple more and more. It got hard quickly enough and my tongue was going all over it.

From a distance, if you were to look at her breasts, they’d look like cute cupcakes. Her breasts were like a strawberry shortcake and they certainly tasted like ones.

I got tired of sucking on her breasts so I went back to her face and held her head with my hand that was on her waist a moment before. I made her look into my eyes and hers were pretty red and swollen from all that crying.

I then went in for a kiss and then I finally caught her lips. We were making out as she didn’t have any other choice, but I couldn’t tell if she was returning the kiss because I was quite rough on her mouth. I was so underwhelmed and I felt bad that I couldn’t see whether she returned it for a moment before trying to move again.

I was kissing her mouth, drooling all over her plump lips. Her breath smelled really nice and I felt intimate with her just as when we used to lay together in the same bed, falling asleep under the same blanket in the same bed.

I was forcing myself more and more. I pulled her by her hair and she moaned but I pressed her lips hard enough so that she couldn’t move. I was barely managing to catch a breath and so was she.

I had to pull her hair more and more. It was so satisfying to hear her squeal and act like an obedient animal while I was hurting her this way. I bet her pussy was really wet, but I wasn’t going to break out of the kiss to check on it.

Scarlet Fantasies | Letter 10

“Y-You really like to kiss.. W-Were you always like this?” She muttered after a few minutes of sitting in silence.

I was sitting in front of her while hugging my knees. She was still sitting like a broken doll, tied to that pole.

“I don’t know. I couldn’t resist you. You’re really beautiful after all” I was tired.

“Those are lies.. Aren’t they?” She was feisty.

“Why would they be lies? You’re not making any sense”

“You say that I’m beautiful but only seek to use my body. I am also beautiful from the inside y-you know”

“If you’re beautiful from the inside, why didn’t we fuck more often? Wouldn’t that let me feel you better”

“No! You don’t get it”

“We can always do it now”

“Maybe if you untie me”

“That’s too risky, I can’t do that for obvious reasons”

“Okay..”

“…”

“Harla..”

“Yes?”

“Would you sit on my face?”

“Huh”

“Would you?”

“You’re asking me to sit on your face right now?”

“Yes!”

“If you’d untie me….”

“I can’t fucking untie you for various reasons”

“You can always just overpower me if I try to escape, right?”

“I don’t know. I don’t want to risk it”

“Mhm” What a brat.

“You have strong legs”

“Oh really?”

“I mean yeah, just look at their size”

Her thighs were strong and firm. There wasn’t cellulite there at all but they were so grabbable and hot.

“You have a good point, although wouldn’t me hurting you make you happy?”

“That kind of logic is.. illogical”

“I thought you always wanted me to step on you”

“Yeah but that was a different circumstance”

“Oh was it?”

“Yeah, now it would be bad if you choked me with your legs”

“Why?”

“Because you can run away and report me to the police”

“You’re no fun at all” She was disappointed. Was she really hoping to get out like this?

“Although, it really turns me on just thinking about it”

“Imagine me sitting with my big juicy legs on your face and choking you to death. Wouldn’t that be a nice way to go?” Her voice sounded more elegant.

“It would be a beautiful way to die….”

I got near her and I started groping her thighs.

“Can you jerk me off?”

“After everything you did to m-me.. You’re asking something like that? Why was I expecting anything more than that”

“So will you? Pleasee”

“Don’t ask me, just do it already”

I slowly got up while taking my pants off.

I put my wet dick in front of her and she just stared at it for a second.

I couldn’t tell if she was amazed or weirded out.

Maybe both.

“Soooo, will you?”

“Make me”

I took that as a yes and I aimed to put my dick into her mouth but she grabbed it with her hand and started jerking it off.

Her small gentle hands always felt good. She was quite rough because I never taught her how to do it properly but it was still a nice sensation. I looked at her eyes and she locked onto mine – she was pleasuring me after so long, and she was so good at it.

“Why don’t you suck it?”

“Doesn’t it feel good regardless?” She gave me a small grin and then started going faster and faster.

“Swallow it all” I commanded her. I could feel I was getting close to cumming as her small hands gripped my dick very firmly.

She’s better than ever before, is it possible she practiced somewhere?

“Put it in your mouth already” She wasn’t listening to what I was saying and was just staring directly at my eyes with a horny smile on her face. Her tits were really nice from this perspective and her fat thighs were what was getting me going so much. If she was flat or anorexic, I wouldn’t even go this far to lock her in my basement. Actually, I wouldn’t even bother getting any type of revenge.

I knew I was about to cum any second now so I tried stuffing everything into her mouth but she didn’t want to open it.

“Don’t cum on my face! I will bite”

“Then stop jerking me off!” I shouted and tried to go away from her because I started cumming. She was pulling me by my dick as my semen was going towards her. She moved herself to try and dodge while holding my dick really tightly and that hurt a lot.

So I did the only rational thing I was able to do and I kicked her in the face with my boot.

“FUCK” She screamed while instinctually trying to grab her face with her hands but they were tied really well.

Harla started screaming, crying, and kicking her legs while screaming some nonsense in retaliation. It was funny how my semen was quite literally everywhere. On her and on the floor, and on my clothing but I was for the most part clean. I ignored her loud screams and then I heard a voice from behind speak to me again.

“It is time to end this. Let’s just kill her, partner” It felt like the spirit was hugging me from behind, because I felt a sudden wave of comfort and security, of how everything was going to be alright.

“Burn her” I heard a whisper in my ear as the spirit held onto me with its hands.

“No.. I can’t do it. I need to have the farewell sex with her”

“I see” The spirit let go and vanished into the basement walls.

The feeling of security went away, but I was kinda relieved.

I tried to disassociate myself from the loud noise my stupid ex-girlfriend was emitting. Can’t she shut up for once? Thanks to her though, it’ll take me longer to cum.

Scarlet Fantasies | Letter 11

I don’t remember much.

I was heavily irritated and under a lot of pressure and caffeine. There is no way I can do something like this while sober. I was under a surge of energy so maybe some things I did were where I went too far.

But, I beat her legs first with my baseball bat. As far as I could tell, that hurt her a lot and they were colored in funny colors.

Her screaming was awfully loud, so I had to put her to sleep with a blow or two to the head.

After that, I grabbed my knife and decided just to cut her veins while she was knocked out.

If I cut her throat, it will get too messy. I read online that blood is quite slippery and I don’t want to color her beautiful plump body.

I was ready to beat her more if she woke up while bleeding, and from there on I don’t remember what exactly happened.

I was surprised to see my left hand was full of bite marks. Some were stronger, some were weaker. I don’t remember anything about that part though.

But I made sure she was dead.

I didn’t want to check social media because if the police were searching for me, I would start panicking and that would most likely stop me from getting an erection.

I got to her dead body and I closed her eyes just out of some kind of respect or fear. I untied her hands and I had to grope her to check if she was still warm. And she really wasn’t warm as I was hoping she’d be but big ass is still a big ass.

I took her body from the basement and carried her all the way upstairs to my bedroom.

I took all of her clothes off and for a while stared at her naked beauty while jerking off and groping the parts I liked the most. Honestly, it’s an irreplaceable experience and much different than when you’re doing it while the person is still awake.

It was fun, and besides the horny sensations, I enjoyed these last moments of my life.

It’s said that a human is the happiest in the last 24 hours of his life. And now I found out that saying was true.

I had to lube my dick on my own, just like her pussy.

I put her on the stomach so I can grab her by the ass by looking at her back I always found beautiful. There’s no need to pull her by the hair though, since she’s dead and it’d be kinda morbid.

And soon enough, I got into her. It felt very nice. She wasn’t moving, complaining, or doing anything to stop me from using her body as a fleshlight. It’s sad that this will be my best sexual experience ever.

After railing her for a bit, I felt something grab me by the chest. It was the same sensation when the spirit decided to attach itself onto me, and then I heard its voice and whispers, that were quiet and soothing. The spirit’s whispers turned me on, they told me to keep going, they were describing Harla’s dead body while I was railing her. At one point the spirit took control of my hand and it started guiding it through her dead body. I was groping her everywhere and the spirit was basically merging with me. Every time it called me its partner I’d start to orgasm and directly fill the cold pussy with my hot semen. And that process repeated itself a few times until I lost the count and the overall sense of time. I was sexually stimulated everywhere. The spirit literally came into me while I came into Harla’s body in a different way. I wasn’t being fucked by the spirit, just stimulated. Stimulated beyond comprehension, I was cumming on my own everywhere inside Harla and it just felt too good to be true. I was switching poses, testing all different things on her, and doing all sorts of interesting things that turned me on with her body. I completely desecrated her body with my cock, and I was just filling her everywhere, while the spirit filled me with itself all the way until we emerged into one mixture of pleasure. Literally and metaphysically. 

Scarlet Fantasies | Letter 12

Some decisions I made in my life are bad, but most of them are good. And I want to say with confidence that this was the best decision of my life.

Both of my wrists are bleeding and soon I will pass out and die.

I have never thought whether I’d be going to Heaven or Hell, because I certainly didn’t believe in such a thing at any point in my life.

But the only thing I’m sure of is that Harla, my dead ex-girlfriend, is going to Hell.

I don’t regret anything.

Ave.