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yayyy thanks for making her 20 and 23 I get to take 2 of her lives!

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"Evil fucking bitch. grumble grumble grumble." I scratch my asshole and yank a dingleberry. "I did so many things for her! And without her even asking! And she still won't suck my cock!!" I growl. "rrraaAHAHHHHH I JUST WANA HER SUCK MY COOOCKK!" I throw my remote at my television. I wasn't watching it anyway. It was already broken- like everything in my home- from punching it a year ago. Why do I still keep it? Oh yeah the pet rats live in it. I toss them some of my chicken sandwich and they have at it.

"hmmm... you know, I know her so well... that's why I love her... Yes I'll make her meinnnn. hmm" I pet the rats. Then I leave.

Waiting outside of her place, a few blocks down, I've thought about it a million times. I have tools for the job.

This one street is pretty wide. But it's dark. The lights were broken a week ago by hoodlums and nobody repairs them. Those townhouses are all abandoned. They were sold to a developer or something. This whole place is fucked.
If Eli was smarter, she'd take the longer way around. She lives in the gentrified area. Why not just demolish all this shit? It's just waste. Like her beautiful pussy. Just wasted space that could've been put to good use.

I stay completely still. By a lamppost, I unmovingly observe her in my peripheral. She comes up to me, not even realizing she's so predicable. The exact same path she always takes, to the inch. She always steps right here, and now she notices me. Does she recognize me in that moment that her eyes go wide? I know not, but as soon as they open, I swing my garrote upon her and kick her ankles, then yank her in the direction she leaps towards, slamming her to the ground.

Kneeling on her, I note that I'm in view of whoever crosses this street. The only sound made so far is the thud of her fall. Not likely to elicit attention but it's time to go. Her feet start banging and she quickly realizes her punches are ineffective with my knees on her shoulders, so she slaps the ground as well.
I leap up and carry her, sprinting as she fights me. She lands a decent kick so I spin and slam her head into the wall.
"Don't move. If you want to live." Shit, I just made a promise. I'll have to make sure she moves when I tell her not to.

I put her in the trunk of my car. Her arms aren't taped or anything. I speed down some blocks to the garage of my apartment, I have tape there. I can hear her banging. Shit, those stoners. Oh they're here just smoking some pot. Would they care? Fuck it, I'll go up a couple of floors. We make eye contact and I know they hear banging. That'll hear a girl was missing, will they say anything about me? Will it matter?

Up 2 floors in the garage, I instantly slap her mouth shut after I open the trunk and point my knife firmly into her belly.
"Don't move." I put a sheet of tape over her eyes. "Put your hands together. Lift your legs." I have several ropes already tied into nooses, I'm good with that, but not most other knots. Her legs and arms I quickly cover in nooses and she's bound but she could scream if she wanted to. I can tell she feels doom. Some duct tape over her mouth fixes that.
Her legs are tied together and her knees are bent, and another noose running over her thighs and around her back keep her knees to her neck. That's 3 ropes for her legs and one more to keep her forearms straight out in front of her, like an elephant's trunk.
Wow, she's small. She could actually fit in my dufflebag. It took minute to get that done but it felt like an hour. The ride before it was like a schoolday. And waiting on her? Well I just need to get in my apartment and it'll be worthwhile.

She's light as I expected but I'm actually not so built, though I workout enough that I can accomplish this. Walk past parking spaces into the stairwell and down a floor. Open the hallway door. Walk past a few doors. Unlock my door. Walk in. Feel her rumbling and hear her soft weeping. Drop her on my bed.
I turn the bathtub on. The radio is running, the television is on, though the screen is still just showing static. The audio is as fucked as ever. It's all not too loud though. Just enough that nobody would know...

My roll of duct tape is ready. I unzip my bag and roll so much more tape over her mouth. Just a long roll of tape all over her jaw.
I put in my bathtub and cut away her pants, then hold her ankles in the air.