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Its My dinner time.
22:31 Nov 05 2011
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Its My dinner time.

Chapter 1

Its late, its eleven o'clock pm and I am hungry, yet I have to finish cleaning here. I have to clean all the crap that the students of evening courses leave behind them. None of them have a sense of respect. None of them have a sense of civilization, or common sense to get their lousy ass from those chairs and throw the rubbish in to the bin. Instead they leave the mess behind them on the desks, canteen tables, or even throw them on the floor.

I am mad and tired and also hungry. Tonight cause of those douche bags I had to say late and couldn't go out hunting for my daily prey. For a young lamb that lost herself in the dark. A young female with that tender skin. I am itching for that flesh, for her blood so sweet and warm and delightful to taste. that hair that ruffles itself while she walks. I am itching, starving , and yet burning with anger. Tonight I will go for one older person to venge my anger on and then I will tear off the organs, and keep them in the jar to preserve them. That would be mmmm delicious for a stew or in wine and garlic? It shall be tonight so now I will finish the work and go hunting for the prey.

It's my Dinner time (2nd part)

From the school building after finished work I went into my pick-up rusty van and drove home. While I was driving home there was nothing but darkness outside the road. No street lights so far, but my car's bright lights.

I was driving slowly and normally like I always do and my radio that was playing The House of the Rising Sun was giving me the right atmosphere and calmed me a bit down apart I was disappointed that I couldn't go out and fetch my dinner. Somehow out of the blue I spotted a silhouette, that was walking there in the dark and I couldn't tell at first if it was female or male and the age like. Slowly I drove near that silhouette and it was a female, but wasn't much of a child. she seems to be on 20's and from the clothes and how she walked, seems to be a trouble maker yet all drunk or kind of stoned with some dope.

I hit the clack-son and she looked at me yet I couldn't see her face well. So I jumped off from my driver's seat and shouted if she needed help. She looked back. Her face was full of mascara and swollen yet bloodshot eyes and bruised lips.

I was wondering what the bloody hell happened to her and yet didn't ask her. I just wanted to go home but then my stomach was telling me not to, and keep telling me to grab something good to eat.

I shook the idea of seeing her as my dish that moment. Her clothes were all ragged and thorn. I could even see her breast thanks to my car's brights.

I asked her if she wanted a lift to the taxi agency and leave her there or to the police station to state a report, but she only asked me if I could take her home.

I couldn't take her home though cause in the state of the shock she was in, she forgot her purse, handbag at a place the she was walking away from and also forgot where she lived. She was a foreigner. Her accent wasn't English nor Irish, German.

While she seems to be dozing off in my van, I was giving a quick glances and I could see that she got a nice plump body. Those beautiful large white legs and her arms and cleavage looks soooo delicious and was tempting me. I was like drooling. I don't know if I was hungry or was just being a horny son-of-a-bitch but remembering well its been like ages that I hadn't got laid. I drove to my place instead and took her inside. It was a difficult job for me since its like carrying a dead weight body more to add she got a large weight on its own.

I took her down the basement. Put her down the floor slowly enough not to wake her up.

Its My dinner time. (Part 3)

Went to the corner of the basement, cleared my tools from the table, washed it and cleaned it, well disinfected it too. If this is body that lies on the floor is going to be my dinner I have to make sure that the body remains healthy.

I pulled the heavy stainless steel table into the center of the room. Grabbed the girl from her left arm and with some good effort I lifted her up on my shoulder and had shifted her slowly on it.

I pulled out my beautiful and shiny large case and opened it. There are no money or treasure to be sold. No. These are my sweet babies, that helps me during the cutting. These are my knives.

I got a nice victorinox that is my favourite. This toy of mine can cut, chop and mince. Its full tanged, forged blade with plastic over molded handle and helps me during my work. Its easy and cleaner like this.

Then I pulled out another knife, that is called most likely a Beef Splitter Cleaver 14" Heavy Weight Blade, and with this I can be able to taking the abuse of any processing environment. It will be fast to dismember her neck without any struggles.

The third one; The 12 inch Granton Edge Slicer that will fill with juices when the meat is cut, allowing for a thin, even cut.

*licking my lips while touching the blade of the slicer and looking at that unconscious body that is laying on my table, gives me chills yet so excited of what I am going to do with it*

First I placed the body of this little whore in a position that can be good for cutting. Tied her ankles and wrists well tight with the chains that the can't move if she wakes up. I stitched her mouth and used wax on it so she can't open it to scream. All she can do is moan in pain or faint or even better to die. But I can't let her die. I need to feel her fear, feel her tender living skin under my bare hands. I woke her up by throwing an extreme cold water to her ugly puffed face. Slowly she opened her eyes and seems like she's still dizzy from the alcohol that she had been drinking. I slapped her face lightly to get her back to her senses quickly.

After two minutes or tree, she seems to regained her senses. Suddenly looking at her, I could see, her face became paler and her eyes wide open looking at her wide spread eagle like arms and legs yet tied she started panicking. Started moaning loudly but none of the sound can reach outside the mud stained windows or upstairs. No one can hear her.

She tried to struggle hard but in vain. It was hopeless. But she still was struggling. I have to say that she is fighting to free herself. I Slapped her face hard and tears were coming out this bitch's eyes.

To be continued ...................

Its Dinner Time (Part 4)

Wondering what is her next reaction I looked at her face for long eight minutes or so, and then got impatient. I glanced at her body. Her breast was avereage size it seems. No sexy bra underneath. Actually she wasn't wearing any. Slowly I started to touch her face, then her neck, moving down her chest. Mmmmmm ..............her chest is soft and rounded from the shape. At least that is what my hand is feeling. I really wanted to taste them that moment. My mouth was all watery from the desire and started to drool fervishly like a fucking starving wolf looking at the tender nice lamb that is in front of me. I start to caress her more and touching with my index finger, her nipple. So soft but its getting harder little by little. The girls is shaking her head giving me sign of a huge "NO". This of course pleased me, cause her body is saying the opposite. Her body want to be touched. Her fat body is being aroused yet she wants to deny it. Can't accept to be touched by evil twisted motherfucker like me. *LOUD LAUGHTER*. Ë®Now, now now, why are you rejecting me bitch? Can't you see that your body is not agreeing with your wishes? You will enjoy it, do not worry. I will rip these disgusting clothes from you, and then wash your body from this dirt and then I will make you feel pain and pleasure can be quite exciting. Don't you want to feel real high and feel the pure adrenaline? " Continuing touching her more I ripped off the upper side of her dress. She was coughling and crying and muffling, struggling as much as she could, but still so hopeless for this chic. I could see her perfectly shaped breast, so white and her light brown nipples. She smelled of sweat, fear and I could hear her heartbeat going extremely fast. I needed to calm her down. Its useless if she dies on me right now. If she dies now, no toying, no torturing and no screwing her. I want to see her alive while I am dismembering her. I want to see her face and her refusal while I am fucking her hard enough to break her insides. I want to see her in deepest pain while I am cutting off her fingers. I injected her a small doze of Seroquil, a tranquilizer of 25 mg. Its enough to make her a little sleepy but it will keep her heart at rest.

I decided to let the tranquilizer take a bit of effect, so I left her there and headed towards the stairs that leads upstairs. I feel like having a nice tea and read some newspaper or watch television. Switching on the cooker's smallest burner, and putting a full watered kettle, I was cleaning things up in the kitchen and getting stuff ready for the dinner. After all tomorrow I have an off from day work. While the kettle was whistling out and the teabag was already in my favorite mug and there were sugar cubes in the other bowl, I was reading my favorite page of the newspaper. I was reading who got killed 3 days ago and the body or better to say a corpse with some huge human chunks that were torn off. Even the biceps were missing. And its very shocking that the corpse seems belongs to a small kid, aged 15. Gender: Male, Hispanic and also his eyes were taken off, his lips were double stitched and well refined way too. His thumbs were chopped off. More blood there was on the scene. The Forensics also found his shirt from the front near the belly was more deeply soaked with blood and mud. Opening the shirt slowly they saw more stitches from the left to the right and straight up to the heart. This is the 20th teenager that had been brutally murdered. Of course this would only please me, since its my work of Art that managed to get everyone attention. The police want to keep quite but the newspaper agents does not. Of course The parents are panicking. And also other people. Good all is good.

To be continued.............

Its My dinner time. (part 5)

My tea time has finished and the news too. My stomach started to complain somehow so I had to go down and continue the Show Time second part.

Down the stairs I went, and somehow it was all quite now. no more chains moving sounds, no more muffling and moans or muffled cries of that shitty whore. It makes me want to play with her more, after all its going to be a very long night, so I am going to take all the time. No need to worry about the time, neighbour-hood, or sounds. Just focus on my prey.

when I arrived at the last step, I turned around the corner of the room there in the dark I was hiding observing towards the center of the room. Where the table is. Where my lovely delicious food is laying. She is calm now. There looking blank at the ceiling. Her make up is total disaster. Her mascara washed down on her cheeks like she has been crying hard too. Her eyes are swollen and bloodshot, reddish puffed bloodshot eyes would have made a normal man in misery or make him feel pity for her but for me is total arousal. It made my penis hard. Its telling me to fuck her hard and rip her apart. It is indeed what I feel that her body is telling me. Her eyes, and mouth that I stitched so delicately and nicely too, by adding wax on it. Her beautiful breast is Telling me to bite it and sucking hard and slap them hard.

I came from the north side of the room where her head is lays. Touching her head softly and my fingers caressing her hair. So soft and nice. Beautiful smell you should say but in reality it smelled of marijuana, and other kind of herbal smoking shitty pot that these kids like to take as a drug to relax themselves or make them high enough.

I went back at the right corner of the room, where a basin was and if you bend yourself down, you could see a galvanized metal bucket. Took it and put it in the basin to fill it with water. Cold water, some shampoo and a conditioner. Got back to her again. I washed her hair. It was a very cold temperature so the water was cold enough to get her back to her senses again. It shocked her a little. I careful washed her hair, with water, used shampoo and if it got in to her eyes its not my problem. I dont need her eyes, and she can't scream much right? *chuckles*. Then after washing it again and rinse it to use shampoo I made sure to make the chains from her arms more tighten up to lift her in sitting position of 90 degrees. I dried her hair and I shaved her head to zero. Kept her hair into a jar for my collection. I love collecting hair. I simply add some oil so the hair won't get too dry or deteriorate itself.

I looked at the girl again. She looked at me in bewilderment and looks like she is going to cry again.

"HEY BITCH!!! STOP CRYING RIGHT NOW. ITS ANNOYING. IF YOU DON'T STOP NOW I AM GONNA BREAK A BONE OR TWO. " I yelled at her and then spit in her face. I pulled with force the neck chain towards me and made sure her left ear came exactly with my mouth, while I whispered clearly these words " You better stop crying because if you make me really mad the next thing that will happen to you is plucking your eyes out of their sockets and fry them. And I never bullshit. "

She stopped whimpering for now. Good cause when I am starving my head start to throb hard and puts me into a real bad mood. I started again grabbing her tits, licking them, and biting hard on the nipples. I didn't notice I had bit it that hard enough to made the nipple bleed. I got more aroused now. While biting more and sucking more blood from it and licking it I was masturbating hard with one hand and the other pinching hard with my nails the other nipple and slapping it. Turned to the other side and did much more the same but biting every side of the breast and extremely hard enough to make her shake hard to throw me off from her. But no, I was being all clingy. MMmmmmm .............. taste soooooo good. I ripped off all her dress. Tore her panties to my pit-bull and it seems that she is on her period. My pit-bull got aggressive with the smell and aroused. Tore her garment with his teeth in few seconds and was growling at us.

I saw her panicking and for some reason I didn't like her reaction so I puncher her hard on the jaw to quite her down. I ungracefully opened her legs even wider and from her ankles pull her to me. I took a rod was very large for her cunt, I dare say but I decided to drive it into her and make her eyeballs roll and sweat cold coming out of her skin. I rubbed it slowly with her pussy. At least it was not hairy but nicely shaved.

Mmmm..........licked my lips several times in a minute, I guess....... maybe I should just taste it. But first need to be washed. I grabbed the sponge and was clean to be always honest and a soap bar and washed that dirty yet tasty cunt well through and through and then I started fuck fingering her. There was a moan. Did I heard well? A moan? *snickers*

I slipped in her my finger again adding two more fingers and another more moans, unwanted ones it seems. She is fighting her sexual needs as it seems. I started licking it and with my tongue I hit the G spot. Its the most sensitive part in women's vagina where it drives woman so high into a very great orgasm.......

to be continued

Part 6

Her body was shaking, with pleasure, fear, anger and frustration, tears were coming out again from her eyes and trying to free herself again. But she gave up as it seems but her body continues to tremble. *mmmmhhhhmmm* *mmhhfffm* those sure were moans and am sure she wanted to scream with pleasure. I stopped licking and started to sticking my finger in her ass. So tight. Good I have no intention using any lube or shit like that. the more pain it is the better. This is a glory to me. its like celebrating a birthday of my own with victim here. I pulled out my cock. and started to aim at her ass.

That pink virgin hole what was violated by my finger will be penetrated by my penis that is quite thick and large, and entered her a bit slow first, then I started to pound her hard, while with one hand i was holding her left thigh and with the other hand I grabbed a Mallet and hit her knee hard. There was a nasty crack sound and a muffled scream and more tears and agitated moves. Tried to kick me but she can't and I lowered the chains that ties her wrist and locked them with the table and I pounded them with hammer ball and on the nails too.

She tried to move her hand and fidgeting but no use as always. Also this time didn't try to scream. seems tired, I went were I was and continued what I was doing. Grabbed her waist and put my penis in her hole and started to slam her hard again and with the other hand I grabbed the swirling tool and I stabbed her thigh, and she jolted in shock and I pulled it out and stabbed her again in Tibalis Anterior. Its a Muscle that originates in the upper two-thirds of the lateral surface of the tibia and inserts into the medial cuneiform and first metatarsal bones of the foot. Its acts to dorsiflex and invert the foot. This muscle is mostly located near the shin. It is situated on the lateral side of the tibia; it is thick and fleshy above, tendinous below. The tibialis anterior overlaps the anterior tibial vessels and deep peroneal nerve in the upper part of the leg.

Her thigh went a bit numb for the moment and some blood was coming out and I licked the point her I stabbed. Mmm..... Delicious ...... her blood is very sweet and awesome. I am sure her flesh and her Organs must taste the same, or more better.

while I started to fuck her again I stabbed Sartorial part. Its a long thin muscle that runs down the length of the thigh. I am simply trying to make her legs dysfunctional while screwing her. I love it when they scream in pain. But I also love to turn them totally useless.

I posed the tool back to its place and headed for

P-ringed fork and stucked it in her right sided waist and jolted and moved more violently though having of of her leg numb and limp in the same time, I pulled it out and I re-did it again. Its like doing it to a nice dead pig ready to be butchered and to be cooked. I hit the girl in the face again and picking up the hook I threatened her if she stop screaming or crying I will use every means to give her a reason to scream more and cry more.

*There is no fucking way, that I will stop. I want to hear you SCREAM AND CRY TILL YOUR HEART STOP BITCH SO IF YOU STOP, I WILL BEAT YOU MORE IN A WAY THAT YOU CAN NEVER IMAGINE.*

*SLAP* another slap on her face, and I picked the sgrafitto Tool and I hit hard on her belly and started to pull towards me and tearing her flesh apart and screaming more and more. Of course can't be sounded as scream but muffled as always yet she was trying. *loud laughter* I hit the belly again and *oh la la there what is coming out here? *

A part of the small intestine was coming out of her tummy where I tore...

(from part 1 to 6 is all one chapter .

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