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Lizzy Sorrow
Artist | Hobbyist | Photography
United States Minor Outlying Islands
I like certain fetishes...I think I might be bi...or gay, but I am married to a man...don't label me please. I mean, I can't label myself, how can you??? :P

I consider myself a writer first, read my journal, my new poetry is there...
Interests

Your life is a horror movie, are you... 

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18 deviants said the killer?
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12 deviants said bumped off in the first "reel"?
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4 deviants said the sole survivor?
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4 deviants said a creepy/crazy old guy (lady)?
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3 deviants said the second lead whom you care about (like or hate) who surprisingly gets killed off horrifically?
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3 deviants said a monster?
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2 deviants said a healthcare professional (psychiatrist, nurse, EMT, etc)?
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2 deviants said anything else? (comment please)
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No deviants said the hero who dies last?
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No deviants said mother?

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I guess I will just start with saying that marriage is hard and raising kids is perhaps harder. I have been trying to stay relevant to my family and not be the one that they point at and say, "who's that, I recognize her from my past, but..."

I have some issues...I guess I am a little cray-cray, as someone recently pointed out to me. Because of my upbringing...well...I am a little broken. Plus, there are issues that have always been there...my mind just wont shut off and it can be hard for me to move about with ease. I just cannot explain the feeling of failure as my 12 year old children attempt to navigate their mother around because she gets "stuck" sometimes. I wish I was more willing to give details, but I cannot.

I have been estranged from my family (that I grew up with) for many years because of happenings growing up with these people...my large, mad and difunctional family. Over the years, my little brother has attempted to contact everyone to bring us back into something that resembles cohesive. My moms husband has as well...he came well after I was kicked out of my house on my 18th birthday (long story, never mind). A couple years ago, my oldest sister started as well and now I have some communication with them. Still not like a family, but we are trying. Thankfully, my father is dead...funny thing to say, but...what can I say?!?

OK...that was surprising...otherwise, I am OK...just trying to live. I think it may help me cope with day to day things if I go back to school...maybe another masters degree now that I am making headway on paying off my student loans...or maybe my long-awaited PhD??? But that hardly keeps me home with family...
Serena was downright giddy, the girl of her dreams had finally set a date...a dinner date that is. There was a spring in her step as she made her way to Lizzy's apartment to, "meet me under the mistletoe", as she so eloquently wrote in her note enclosed in a perfumed envelope. Armed with a six pack of Guinness, her brand new safari shirt (with one less button than should be buttoned up) with accompanying mini skirt, and a smile, Serena made her way down the avenue to meet her destiny.

The apartment was dark...only the faint sounds of a muted voice and scraping were heard...dragging, and then nothing as the tap, tap, tap of the apartment door sounded the arrival of Lizzy's guest. Silence awaited...tap, tap, tap...on the apartment door...creeeeeeeeak...

"Lizzy...uhhhhh...the door...ummmmmm...where are you?", said Serena cautiously.

The apartment was dark except for a single lit candle across the room and a soft glow of lights partially obscured by the unseen wall slightly to the right in Serena's forward view.

"Lizzy...you're scaring me.", said a fearful Serena, "are you OK?"

Serena walked cautiously across the dimly lit room, feeling her way through the unfamiliar territory to a partial wall which beyond led to a living room with the lit candle and the source of the warm glow, a Christmas tree, lit with what seemed to be all the soft, white lights in the world. A smile crept through the fear onto her face at the beautiful sight before her.

"OK, Lizzy...trying to create a romantic mood, huh?", said a delighted Serena, "you had me at "meet me under..."

Serena was interrupted by the smell of chemical as she screamed muffled sounds and scratched strong arms. Before long, she was on the floor, unconscious.

When Serena awoke, she was bound up like a Christmas goose. A tall blonde haired woman dressed in a Mrs. Clause outfit with fishnet stockings was standing over her with her stockinged left foot across her neck, giggling with delight at the choking sounds emitting from the young woman's mouth.

"HAHA!!! You whore, you thought you were going to get some sweet love, but all there is...is...well...meeeeee.", said the mad Mrs. Santa in a squealing delight.

"Ohhhh GOD!!! Please...I..."

"SHUT UP!!! This is not going to go well for you.", interrupted the tall, leggy Mrs. Saint Nick.

Then, the woman took off her belt and looped it around itself, got down on her knees and lowered it over the girls head, past her fearful eyes, beyond her now wide opened mouth and around her lovely neck. She proceeded to tighten and loosen the belt alternately until Serena passed out from the oxygen depravation...and she kissed her cheek softly...

She took Serena's shirt violently...and loosened her bindings...and Mrs. Clause ran her fingers through Serena's hair...before taking her long legs and putting them in a violent wrestling hold around and over her belted neck.

"Lovely...lovely girl...we love you...", Mrs. Clause said as she loosened the leg hold and bent down to kiss her cheek again, "we forgive you."

Screaming, the girl drove her fingers into the evil Mrs. Santa's eyes and threw her body backwards into the living room. Serena searched the partial darkness for anything to use to get past her attacker and out the door. Just when she decided that the whole Christmas tree would do as a weapon, she saw her, prone on the floor, under said Christmas tree...Lizzy...

Lizzy was partially nude, her shirt was torn open and pulled down to her waist and her bra straps were off her shoulders and down her. The woman's nipples were peaking above the slightly lowered bra and her knee length skirt was hiked up to a few inches below her waist.  

"Oh GOD NO!!!", said an alarmed Serena, "I'll save us both...God, be alive."

As Serena climbed under the tree to rescue Lizzy, the mad Mrs. Clause rose to her feet, stumbling...

"FUCK!!!", raged the injured and crazed woman dressed in red with black fishnets, "I hope you're happy...the things I do for you!!!"

"Leave us alone, YOU FREAK!!!", screamed Serena with all she had in the hope that someone would hear.

As Serena screamed, she was stunned by a pressure of sorts...a difficulty of breath and a tightness around her neck.

"I love you, Serena.", said the familiar voice in her left ear.

Serena instinctively clawed at her throat as the Christmas tree light cord tightened around her. Once...twice...three times around as the Christmas tree fell away from the women. Serena, clawing red lines as the dim lights lit her face and neck in a romantic glow. Lizzy on her knees with teeth clenched as she pulled the cord ever so tightly around Serena's neck. With the woman playing Santa's wife in a trance before them, gazing at the women in their death play, Serena strangled and Lizzy came undone with delight. 

"HOLY SHIT!!! Lizzy...", said the awe-filled blonde Mrs. Clause on her knees before the sight, "you're always right, baby...it's all worth it."

Tongue lolled in her near-death gaze, and eyes fluttering in their finality...Serena, formerly full of happiness, is now sorrowful as she makes her last sounds before death. Broken lights and fallen trees...and the candle fluttering in the excitement of it all...as if it too was receiving some enjoyment from it. But alas, all enjoyment was for Lizzy and Mrs. Santa...and Serena only twitched in her final death throes...and the fading sounds no more.

"Ohhhh...baby...Mrs. Clause likes."

"Thank you, dear.", said Lizzy.

"You want me to turn on the light, Lizzy?"

"No, let's enjoy the romance...wife"

And as the lovers gazed within their loves embrace at the female form of death...with her dead eyes, and her tongue lolled over her left cheek...her fingers contorted and her toes so curled, they kissed...and they played with Serena's lovely form...pulling all down to her sexy feet below...and their eyes met as they say the silent words that only lovers hear...in their sweet loves embrace...under the mistletoe...
Serena was downright giddy, the girl of her dreams had finally set a date...a dinner date that is. There was a spring in her step as she made her way to Lizzy's apartment to, "meet me under the mistletoe", as she so eloquently wrote in her note enclosed in a perfumed envelope. Armed with a six pack of Guinness, and a smile, Serena made her way down the avenue to meet her destiny.

The apartment was dark...only the faint sounds of a muted voice and scraping were heard...dragging, and then nothing as the tap, tap, tap of the apartment door sounded the arrival of Lizzy's guest. Silence awaited...tap, tap, tap...on the apartment door...creeeeeeeek...

"Lizzy...uhhhhh...the door...ummmmmm...where are you?", said Serena cautiously.

The apartment was dark except for a single lit candle across the room and a soft glow of lights partially obscured by the unseen wall slightly to the right in Serena's forward view. 

"Lizzy...you're scaring me.", said a fearful Serena, "are you OK?"

Serena walked cautiously across the dimly lit room, feeling her way through the unfamiliar territory to a partial wall which beyond led to a living room with the lit candle and the source of the warm glow, a Christmas tree, lit with what seemed to be all the soft, white lights in the world. A smile crept through the fear onto her face at the beautiful sight before her.

"OK, Lizzy...trying to create a romantic mood, huh?", said a delighted Serena, "you had me at "meet me under..."

Serena was interrupted by the smell of chemical and bad cologne as she screamed muffled sounds and scratched hairy arms. Before long, she was on the floor, unconscious.

When Serena awoke, she was bound up like a Christmas goose. A beast of a man was standing over her with his bare foot across her neck, giggling with delight at the choking sounds emitting from the young woman's mouth.

"HAHA!!! You whore, dyke, you thought you were going to get some sweet lesbian love, but all there is...well...meeeeee.", said the madman in a squealing delight.

"Ohhhh GOD!!! Please...I..."

"SHUT UP!!! This is not going to go well for you.", interrupted the man-beast.

Then, the man took off his belt and looped it around itself, got down on his knees and lowered it over her head, past her fearful eyes, beyond her now wide opened mouth and around her lovely neck. He proceeded to tighten and loosen the belt alternately until she passed out from the oxygen depravation...and he kissed her cheek softly, unlike the beast he portrayed for the time passed since he took her on the floor of Lizzy's apartment.

He took her shirt violently...and loosened her bindings...and ran his fingers through her hair...

"Lovely...lovely girl...we love you...", he said as he kissed her cheek again, "we forgive you."

Screaming, the girl drove her fingers into the mans eyes and threw her body backwards into the living room. Serena searched the partial darkness for anything to use to get past her attacker and out the door. Just when she decided that the whole Christmas tree would do as a weapon, she saw her, prone on the floor, under said Christmas tree...Lizzy...

"Oh GOD NO!!!", said an alarmed Serena, "I'll save us both...God, be alive."

As Serena climbed under the tree to rescue Lizzy, the mad man rose to his feet, stumbling...

"FUCK!!!", raged the injured man, "I hope you're happy...the things I do for you!!!"

"Leave us alone, YOU FREAK!!!", screamed Serena with all she had in the hope that someone would hear.

As Serena screamed, she was stunned by a pressure of sorts...a difficulty of breath and a tightness around her neck.

"I love you, Serena.", said the familiar voice in her left ear.

Serena instinctively clawed at her throat as the Christmas tree light cord tightened around her. Once...twice...three times around as the Christmas tree fell away from the women. Serena, clawing red lines as the dim lights lit her face and neck in a romantic glow. Lizzy on her knees with teeth clenched as she pulled the cord ever so tightly around Serena's neck. Tongue wagging, and the man in a trance before her, gazing at the women in their death play.

"HOLY SHIT!!! Lizzy...", said the awe-filled man on his knees before the sight, "you always right, baby...it's all worth it."

Tongue lolled in her near-death gaze, and eyes fluttering in their finality...Serena, full of happiness, is now sorrowful as she makes her last sounds before death. Broken lights and fallen trees...and the candle fluttering in the excitement of it all...as if it too was receiving some enjoyment from it. But alas, all enjoyment was for Lizzy and the man...and Serena only twitched in her final death throes...and the fading sounds no more.

"Ohhhh...baby...daddy likes.", said the man.

"Thank you, dear.", said Lizzy.

"You want me to turn on the light, Lizzy?"

"No, let's enjoy the romance...husband."

And as the lovers gazed within their loves embrace at the female form of death...with her dead eyes, and her tongue lolled over her left cheek...her fingers contorted and her toes so curled, they kissed...and their eyes met as they say the silent words that only lovers hear...in their sweet loves embrace...under the mistletoe...
Got a PM from a new DA friend wanting me to write her a choking story...no time right now with the holiday's looming...but now...all I want to do is write a story!!! Maybe a short one tonight...we will see, we will see...

Have a story scenario...well, really a picture scenario. The juxtaposition of happy holiday's and sexy death. Death by strangulation with Christmas paraphernalia, preferably a Christmas tree light cord, or possibly a string of garland!!! Exciting, huh??? OK...that is all... 
Serena was downright giddy, the girl of her dreams had finally set a date...a dinner date that is. There was a spring in her step as she made her way to Lizzy's apartment to, "meet me under the mistletoe", as she so eloquently wrote in her note enclosed in a perfumed envelope. Armed with a six pack of Guinness, her brand new safari shirt (with one less button than should be buttoned up) with accompanying mini skirt, and a smile, Serena made her way down the avenue to meet her destiny.

The apartment was dark...only the faint sounds of a muted voice and scraping were heard...dragging, and then nothing as the tap, tap, tap of the apartment door sounded the arrival of Lizzy's guest. Silence awaited...tap, tap, tap...on the apartment door...creeeeeeeeak...

"Lizzy...uhhhhh...the door...ummmmmm...where are you?", said Serena cautiously.

The apartment was dark except for a single lit candle across the room and a soft glow of lights partially obscured by the unseen wall slightly to the right in Serena's forward view.

"Lizzy...you're scaring me.", said a fearful Serena, "are you OK?"

Serena walked cautiously across the dimly lit room, feeling her way through the unfamiliar territory to a partial wall which beyond led to a living room with the lit candle and the source of the warm glow, a Christmas tree, lit with what seemed to be all the soft, white lights in the world. A smile crept through the fear onto her face at the beautiful sight before her.

"OK, Lizzy...trying to create a romantic mood, huh?", said a delighted Serena, "you had me at "meet me under..."

Serena was interrupted by the smell of chemical as she screamed muffled sounds and scratched strong arms. Before long, she was on the floor, unconscious.

When Serena awoke, she was bound up like a Christmas goose. A tall blonde haired woman dressed in a Mrs. Clause outfit with fishnet stockings was standing over her with her stockinged left foot across her neck, giggling with delight at the choking sounds emitting from the young woman's mouth.

"HAHA!!! You whore, you thought you were going to get some sweet love, but all there is...is...well...meeeeee.", said the mad Mrs. Santa in a squealing delight.

"Ohhhh GOD!!! Please...I..."

"SHUT UP!!! This is not going to go well for you.", interrupted the tall, leggy Mrs. Saint Nick.

Then, the woman took off her belt and looped it around itself, got down on her knees and lowered it over the girls head, past her fearful eyes, beyond her now wide opened mouth and around her lovely neck. She proceeded to tighten and loosen the belt alternately until Serena passed out from the oxygen depravation...and she kissed her cheek softly...

She took Serena's shirt violently...and loosened her bindings...and Mrs. Clause ran her fingers through Serena's hair...before taking her long legs and putting them in a violent wrestling hold around and over her belted neck.

"Lovely...lovely girl...we love you...", Mrs. Clause said as she loosened the leg hold and bent down to kiss her cheek again, "we forgive you."

Screaming, the girl drove her fingers into the evil Mrs. Santa's eyes and threw her body backwards into the living room. Serena searched the partial darkness for anything to use to get past her attacker and out the door. Just when she decided that the whole Christmas tree would do as a weapon, she saw her, prone on the floor, under said Christmas tree...Lizzy...

Lizzy was partially nude, her shirt was torn open and pulled down to her waist and her bra straps were off her shoulders and down her. The woman's nipples were peaking above the slightly lowered bra and her knee length skirt was hiked up to a few inches below her waist.  

"Oh GOD NO!!!", said an alarmed Serena, "I'll save us both...God, be alive."

As Serena climbed under the tree to rescue Lizzy, the mad Mrs. Clause rose to her feet, stumbling...

"FUCK!!!", raged the injured and crazed woman dressed in red with black fishnets, "I hope you're happy...the things I do for you!!!"

"Leave us alone, YOU FREAK!!!", screamed Serena with all she had in the hope that someone would hear.

As Serena screamed, she was stunned by a pressure of sorts...a difficulty of breath and a tightness around her neck.

"I love you, Serena.", said the familiar voice in her left ear.

Serena instinctively clawed at her throat as the Christmas tree light cord tightened around her. Once...twice...three times around as the Christmas tree fell away from the women. Serena, clawing red lines as the dim lights lit her face and neck in a romantic glow. Lizzy on her knees with teeth clenched as she pulled the cord ever so tightly around Serena's neck. With the woman playing Santa's wife in a trance before them, gazing at the women in their death play, Serena strangled and Lizzy came undone with delight. 

"HOLY SHIT!!! Lizzy...", said the awe-filled blonde Mrs. Clause on her knees before the sight, "you're always right, baby...it's all worth it."

Tongue lolled in her near-death gaze, and eyes fluttering in their finality...Serena, formerly full of happiness, is now sorrowful as she makes her last sounds before death. Broken lights and fallen trees...and the candle fluttering in the excitement of it all...as if it too was receiving some enjoyment from it. But alas, all enjoyment was for Lizzy and Mrs. Santa...and Serena only twitched in her final death throes...and the fading sounds no more.

"Ohhhh...baby...Mrs. Clause likes."

"Thank you, dear.", said Lizzy.

"You want me to turn on the light, Lizzy?"

"No, let's enjoy the romance...wife"

And as the lovers gazed within their loves embrace at the female form of death...with her dead eyes, and her tongue lolled over her left cheek...her fingers contorted and her toes so curled, they kissed...and they played with Serena's lovely form...pulling all down to her sexy feet below...and their eyes met as they say the silent words that only lovers hear...in their sweet loves embrace...under the mistletoe...

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Thank you for the dev-watch!
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You are VERY welcome!!! :)
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Thank you for the favorites!
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You are welcome!!! You sure take nice peril pics!!! :)
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Belated thanks for the watch!
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You're welcome!!! :)
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A little late but Thanks for the favs! 😁
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You're welcome!!! :)
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A happy belated birthday to an amazingly wonderful friend, Lizzy! :hug: :hug: :hug:
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THANK YOU!!! :D
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Thanks for watching :) :hug:
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Happy Birthday!
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