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KATE ARGENT
independent
selective
written by ash

established august 2011
previously ;
therenewedhuntress
bellechasseresse

revamped [ again ] july 2015

GOOD TIMES WITH KNIVES + [ t h e r e n e w e d h u n t r e s s ]

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They’d always stayed in motels. Cheap shitty motels with bad internet service and low water pressure, but that didn’t matter. Not when she was with Kate. Not when she was watching Kate slice into some animals skin, watch her beat and slaughter men who did the same to women. Just something about that woman drove her crazy and when she opened the door to their motel room and saw the other woman, she couldn’t help the desire the rushed over her body. The woman wasn’t even covered in blood at the moment and Jennifer still found her appetizing. 

Kate had of course went to the motel early, since she had done the luring this time. After making a ‘date’ with this disgusting man, she told him to meet her here. What he didn’t know was that Kate was happily taken, and knew just how much of a piece of shit the dude really was. Dressed in a short skirt and a low cut shirt along with a pair of heels, she sat on the bed waiting for the man to show up. Once he did, she made quick work of seducing him, letting her tie him to the bed. It was almost too easy… She licked her lips and smirked at the man under her. “We’re going to have so much fun..” she cooed sinisterly, her voice dark and velvety and she gave a chuckle. Climbing off of him, she made her way over to the bag she had brought and pulled out her favorite knife. It was simple, the handle was a deep purple and the blade black. Yet it was so sharp that it could slice nearly anything, she made sure she kept it that way. Running her finger across the side of the black metal, she looked over to the now horrified man laying on the bed. “You ready?” she questioned with an evil grin, walking over and sitting on the corner of the bed.

“Y'know, I think it’s time you learned that being an asshole doesn’t pay off as much as you think it does. All those girls that you enjoy writhing and screaming under you, begging for help… I wonder how much you’ll like switching positions.” she mused, running the tip of the blade down his cheek and neck. Upon hearing the door open she looked over to catch gazes with her girlfriend, smiling at her as she crossed her legs. “Jennifer, how lovely of you to make it. You’re just in time, baby..” she cooed.