She broke up with for no reason. I'm with her for five years, and on the night I am to propose to her she breaks up with me. Apparently she found another man she likes better. What a fucking bitch. Five years I am with her and she still has no god damn respect for me?!? I taught her a lesson though. I made her pay for her sins.

It happened on a late Saturday night. I was walking home from a nearby 7-11 when I saw her. Walking down the street. It looked like she was going out to a date. Her nose is all powdered and she had her nice makeup on. She's wearing a tight top that showed off her perfect stomach. Her skirt is almost short enough so that you could her panties. Her necklace. God Damnit, her fucking necklace! That was the same damn necklace I gave to her the night she broke up with me. The nerve she has to wear it out on a date!

I follow her. It seemed she's going to a small club hidden deep in the city. It's not smart of her to dress like that and be in this kind of area. She's just asking to get raped. Son of a bitch! She is going to the same club I used to take her all the time. I knew the route she had to take. It's time for her to pay for what she had done to me.

I cut one block to the right and run forward as fast as I can. I continued quickly until I get to the alley that I know she'll have to go through. I pull my fishing knife out of my pocket, and wait in the shadows.

It wasn't long until she came. From the front I could get a better view of her. She had cut her hair, in a different and sexier look. Her brunette hair flowed down to her shoulders. Her top was low cut, and showed off her tight breasts. She really is just asking to get raped.

I hide behind a trash can and wait for her until she's walked right past me, and then I pounce. Quickly, I put the knife to her neck while covering her mouth with my other hand.

"Scream and you die." I tell her coldly. "We're going to take a walk. If you do anything," I say while placing my knife on her kidney, "You won't live for much longer." I put my arm around her and walk start walking with her home.

"Frank? Is that you? Oh my God Frank! What in God's name are you doing?!?" She says to me.

"This is the last time I'm telling you, if you don't shut up now, you die."

We walk to an old abandoned crack house that I use to get away from my room mate. I'm lucky that there isn't any occupied house near it; there are advantages to being in an industrial sector. Roughly, I throw her into a closet, gag her with an old sock and lock her in. God, I'm an idiot. Why the fuck did I have to go and do this. I can't let her go now, she'll go to the cops. I might as well make her pay for what she has done to me.

I prepare a table to tie her down and start a fire in the fireplace. I take her out, and force her to lie on the table. When I start tying her down she starts to fight me, but that quickly stops with my knife resting on her throat.

I put a piece of rebar on the ground into the fire. I then cut off all of her clothes. Sitting down in a chair, I admire her naked body for a while. Her supple breasts, flat stomach and tight ass are a sight to see. That is why I asked her out in the first place. Her personality, I learned quickly, is somewhat lacking.

"God, Sarah. Why'd you have to dump me? It wouldn't have come to this you know. I was going to ask you to marry me. We could have been a happy family. But no, you had to fuck it all up didn't you."

She stares at me. She obviously afraid, yet there's an angry fire in her eyes. That is one thing I always liked about her. She has spunk.

"You're not going to answer me?" I saw with a smirk, " That's a shame. Then again, you were never much of a talker."

I put on a pair of rubber gloves and pull the now red hot end of the rebar out of the fire. I slowly walk up to her, smiling sardonically. I place the scalding hot rebar inches away from her cheek. She tries to squirm away from it, but I tied her tight enough that she can't effectively move.

"Hush hush now Sarah. You brought this on yourself."

She tries to scream threw her gag, but once again, my knife on her throat quickly stops that.

"Now Sarah. That's not very nice. You wouldn't want to wake the neighbors," I say while laughing.

I take the rebar from beside her cheek and put it by her stomach. She's really squirming now, trying to break free.

"Weren't you planning to get a heart tattooed on your stomach? I guess I'll have to help out then.

I place the burning hot rebar on her stomach. She screams. I laugh. She's violently jerking against the handcuffs I used to bind her to the table. I lift the rebar.

"Stay still Sarah, you wouldn't want to have me redo this," I tell her while chuckling.

I replace the rebar back on her stomach, and begin to draw a heart. Her squirming makes it almost impossible to draw though, and it ends up looking like a lopsided circle.

"I told you not to squirm Sarah. You messed me up. I'm going to have to do it again."

Once again, I place the rebar on her stomach. She lets out a muffled scream, but doesn't move.

"Good Sarah." I say without removing the rebar. "It's good to have some self control."

I continue to draw a heart on her stomach, her screaming the whole time. When I'm finished, I realize that my art skills are somewhat lacking, but at least you can tell it's a heart.

"That's a good girl Sarah. That's a good girl."

I place the rebar back in the fire.

"You sure are damn sexy when you're scared." I say to her. "What do you say girl? One last fuck? Maybe I'll let you go if you please me enough."

She nods her head vigorously. She actually thinks that she'll be able to get herself out of this. I smile at her and suddenly pick up the red hot rebar and shove it into her vagina. She screams and writhes in excruciating pain. I laugh at her. When she's finally done screaming, I slowly pull the rebar, bringing forth an encore of screams.

"Now that doesn't look too good does it?" I say while chuckling. "I guess we'll just have to do anal won't we?"

I place the rebar back in the fire then undress myself. I walk to her face and place the knife on her throat while warning her.

"You scream, you die."

Then, I undo her gag. My penis is hard now. I stick it in her mouth for her to suck.. She bites down on it and without thinking I slit her throat.

FUCKING SHIT! BITCH! THE PAIN! GOD ALMIGHTY! JESUS FUCKING CHRIST! AHHH!

She bit strait through my penis. A geyser of blood is shooting from my crotch. I drop the knife and press down on it to stop the bleeding. Sarah is laughing at me with mirth, blood flowing down her throat. If I don't stop this bleeding fast Sarah won't be the only dead person here. I grab the rebar and place the burning end on my severed penis. The pain is excruciating but it stops the bleeding. I turn to see that Sarah is dead, her naked body drenched with both her and my own blood.

Fucking Sarah. Even now you had to take everything away from me. I have nothing left now in life. I hate my job, my parents, my room mate and now I have no penis. I've got nothing else to live for.

I grab a fire axe that I have, and sever her head. I go to the garage and take the car I have stored there.

I drive to the nearest police station and walk in naked, carrying her severed head.

"HOLY FUCKING SHIT!" Yells the officer at the desk.

I'm quickly arrested and tried. I have no need for a lawyer so I do not use one. I plead guilty and get the death penalty. After two months of a somewhat relaxing jail stay, I chose to be executed by firing squad.

A bag is placed over my head and I find myself strangely calm. I hear the rifles cycling.

Goodbye world.

*BANG*

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Once again, just reposting this for my convenience. In hindsight I guess I just could have posted links. Oh well, too late now.