Her obsession with high heels is as close to the love a mother has for her child. The blood red heels automatically attract the attention of others, their eyes drawn to her legs, up her body. Lust forming in their eyes.

I smirk, they wish.

People who want my attention, I can deal with.

Guys who are a little too persistent are my favorite kind. I love to play hard to get, the way they smirk at the thought of a challenge thrills me. They don't know what's coming 'till it hits them.

I lure men into my place of sanctuary. I love the way their smirk falls when they realize just how trapped they really are. I imagine the way my heels puncture through the skin, how my blood red nails scrape against the flesh, the pumping of their blood, the smell of fear oozing from their bodies. The way their eyes dilate with fear.

Open your eyes, really look at me.

"How you like me now?"

"Who are you, you sadistic bitch!"

KILL. BLOOD. RED.

I love the sound of their screams. So beautiful and unnatural. Rare really.

Once my desires are fulfilled, I make sure to thoroughly clean my babies. My beautiful red high heels. Red, so bright and powerful, so intense and passionate. Sometimes I leave the blood on my heels just to see if men would heed my warning, but they just don't care. They just want what every man wants. That's until they meet me of course.

No one thanks me for what I do, but I know it's what's right for this world. To remove all the dirty bastards who take and throw away woman the way they use tissues. So many woman saved from their patriarchal ways, I don't need thanks for this job. It's satisfying enough to help out.

It's almost too easy to get a man alone. Flirt a little, smile a little, flutter your eyelashes, show off some skin and done. You have them wrapped around your little finger.

Women do it better anyways. That'll show them who the real boss is.

So next time you see a beautiful women, too beautiful too resist, with bright red heels, think before you act. Cause it just might be the very last thing you do. But if you're up for it...

Trust me.

Try and take me.

Take my challenge.

Meet me half way.

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