Antipathy
He knew he wanted to kill someone. It was easy. He spotted her at the market, followed her home, and snuck into her house while she was in the shower. Now, she was getting dresses as he hid, watching, waiting. She put on her dress, high heals, then did her makeup. When she looked up, he was there–in the mirror. A gun to her temple. Later, at his place, she was in some sort of back room. He tormented her with the gun. She did not know what he wanted, but she would do anything to live. He had her get on her knees and she sucked his cock as he held the gun nearby. She was so scared. Back up on the table, he taped her wrists and played with her with the gun some more, before forcing his cock inside her. He was in tears as he raped her. Still later, he forced her on her stomach, legs bent over the table and entered her ass, fucking her hard. She screamed in pain. When he was finished, she back back on her back and he told her how it really was. That she was dead from the moment he kidnapped her. She begged and cried, but that did not stop him from shooting her in her pussy mount. The pain was unbearable. He placed her on the floor where she was bleeding out. But it was taking too long, so he put a plastic bag over her head to both shut her up and kill her. When it was over, he pulled the bag off and watched her eyes glaze over. He left the room, letting the blood drain. He would return later to dispose of the trash.
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