a story for joe
and as she walked into the room I stood there
"would you like a drink"
"no thank you"
she look frightened at me as I pushed a glass toward her
"if I drink anymore I'll be sick"
"just one more"
she was already drunk and when she finished that cup she passed out at the last drop. she didn't know that I in fact put poison in her drink and as she lay there I went to work.first I used rope and tape to restrain her then waited till she awoke...her eyes open slowly and for a min. she couldn't grasp why she was tide up in a basement with only one light a a table a rotten black table then she saw the blood stained counter top and tried to scream>
"I'll cut you bitch if you scream"
she stopped and then I laughed I started slowly, cutting her first her legs she kept trying to say she doesn't understand why but I was just getting started I slowly put gashes in her legs and arms then as soon as I made one waited till it had no blood left to drain from it till I started another after about an hour she fainted....it was time for her to meet god...I first cut off her fingers and with a torch burned the open wounds little by little she had no fingers she woke ever so often just to pass out in pain then I reached the knuckle she let out a scream as I tried to saw threw with a kitchen knife, I laughed in joy I then burned her wounds and went to her feet...I dislike her toes so I chopped them off rather quickly then I decided to just take off the whole foot from the ankle I did and she cried as I burned it she was awake so I sowed her eyes shut with doll hairs and removed the tape that was blood stained and cut out her tongue then sowed her mouth shut she by then was a foot less mangled body a piece of art if I do say so the beauty the masterful cuts she loved it I knew it. she then tried to roll over forgetting about the restraints and she was crying the tear where coming out of the sown together eye lids
"would you like a drink"
"no thank you"
she look frightened at me as I pushed a glass toward her
"if I drink anymore I'll be sick"
"just one more"
she was already drunk and when she finished that cup she passed out at the last drop. she didn't know that I in fact put poison in her drink and as she lay there I went to work.first I used rope and tape to restrain her then waited till she awoke...her eyes open slowly and for a min. she couldn't grasp why she was tide up in a basement with only one light a a table a rotten black table then she saw the blood stained counter top and tried to scream>
"I'll cut you bitch if you scream"
she stopped and then I laughed I started slowly, cutting her first her legs she kept trying to say she doesn't understand why but I was just getting started I slowly put gashes in her legs and arms then as soon as I made one waited till it had no blood left to drain from it till I started another after about an hour she fainted....it was time for her to meet god...I first cut off her fingers and with a torch burned the open wounds little by little she had no fingers she woke ever so often just to pass out in pain then I reached the knuckle she let out a scream as I tried to saw threw with a kitchen knife, I laughed in joy I then burned her wounds and went to her feet...I dislike her toes so I chopped them off rather quickly then I decided to just take off the whole foot from the ankle I did and she cried as I burned it she was awake so I sowed her eyes shut with doll hairs and removed the tape that was blood stained and cut out her tongue then sowed her mouth shut she by then was a foot less mangled body a piece of art if I do say so the beauty the masterful cuts she loved it I knew it. she then tried to roll over forgetting about the restraints and she was crying the tear where coming out of the sown together eye lids