The Dark Obsession of a Young Female Artist: A Descent into Madness and Murder My name is Drew. I am a big fan of young female artist. There was this one new artist, her name was Stabitha. She had to be one of the most attractive and talented females in the business. She was about 18, she was about 5'4", had a very nice set of tits, and a perfectly firm ass that was to die for. Everytime I watched her perform on tv I got an erection. I started having dreams of taking that young woman and making her my personal sex doll. As the dreams got more vivid over time, my desperation became more and more serious. After a month of fantasizing, I knew I had to have her. I began following Satbitha on twitter. She posted where ever she was going to be and I made sure I was at every concert. I took notice to just how she left her concerts after the shows. She always left through the back enterance when all the fans left. I started to plan exactly how I would get her and what I would do with her once I had her. Stabitha had done a concert in my area to help raise money for stem cell research. As usual I went to that concert. However this time around I had more planned than that. My car was parked a few blocks away from the concert hall and it was full of things I would need for this evening. Rope, belts, a knife, an axe, and so much more. I had a very dark fantasy in mind for Stabitha. When the concert ended and Stabitha left the usual way I was already in the alley where the back enterance was. I had been drinking during the concert, but not drunk. I cracked the empty beer bottle over her head, causing her to fall to the floor, passed out. I let out a groan looking at her body. She already had me hard. I picked up the 18 year old, and carried her to my car. I tied her up with the rope and stuffed a sock in her mouth to keep her quiet if she woke up. I started to drive back to my home. Stabitha woke up when we reached my house. …but everything was about to change
