the princess and the amputated big toe

There was once a prince, a heavily tattooed prince full of iron in the face. He was looking for a sick, bloody naughty princess. He searched the land for the most vulgar, sexy and sweet princess of heart. He saw thousands pass wenches without any braincells, whores who had just washed themselves a little more as usual, demanding princesses with ugly hearts. He had almost given up hope that he would find his soul mate, someone just as sick-minded as him and eager to govern a country that is full off outcasts and freaks. On a rainy night, thunder and lightning dominated the air. Suddenly there was a loud banging on the door of his castle, his mother a rather spirited bitch opened the door. There she stood in the cutest pink dress, she was infused with blood and took her bowler hat off. She spoke softly and said: "I am a princess spewed out by her world for I killed all the ones that made my heart go black, for I killed them all who tried to hurt me, for .... I am alone and I'm looking for love, I will always bleed the truth and I have killed all my friends and I'm not sorry". The prince ran eagerly to the door, the sound of her voice made his heart beat in a quivering way of contentment. But his mother stopped him, looked him in the eye and said in a hoarse voice: "This wench, girl in her pink rags may be a liar I tell you! ". The prince was angry and raged down the hall, he cursed his skeptical mother. Secretly he knew that he was not allowed to marry beneath his positio, but how could he deny the divine bloody creature standing at his door in the pouring rain, she was so delicious he wanted to eat her completely. His mother had a plan, not the satanic kind. Completely out of her business so, she wanted her son to be married but her demands were high.

She went to the basement and chose this time for a slightly bigger man, she delivered him from the heavy chains and led him upstairs, like beaten a dog he followed. She tied him up on the table and began her daily work. She was prepairing him for her famous museum, only his big toe she kept. That was necessary for her plan with the so-called princess. She crept to the room where the so called princess soon would sleep, put the big toe under the mattress. And then took a further 19 mattresses and piled them on the bottom. Her thoughts spoke aloud, they said only a real princess... ah we'll see what the morning brings, what that little wench has to say.

Everyone inside the castle had closed there eyes and dreamed of the horrible future that they had in mind, or so it seemed. The watchman slept blissfully while he had to be working. Somewhere in the study room his secretary was messing around with a very busty maid. Oh you know how things are going to be at night when you have a castle that size. The next morning they sat upon the breakfast table, the princess wept and grimaced at the same time. She said again softly: "I have not slept, I am full of bruises, all over my body there are these gaping wounds". The mother of the prince screamed with delight, she's is who she claimed to be. She is a real princess, this is the girl that you will ask for her hand, this is our bloodthirsty queen of the future. She will reign, she will watch over the beings in our land.The prince looked at his princess and stuck his tongue into her throat, full of pleasure and desire. Together they were happy, they could complement each other's hungry hearts. Together forever, there romantic sick minds watched over the freaks of nature, protecting if they were their very own children.

There is no greater love...

Dedicated to Michelle with love.