I heard a crack and she fell like a rag doll. I
dragged her by the collar into a recess between two service gates. I glanced up
and down. All around. So far, unseen. No time for dilly dallying. I squeezed
her throat hard. I felt the smaller bones crushing. I maintained my grip for
some thirty seconds. Her body went limp and I knew she was gone.
I wanted to get up and run but I couldn’t. I was engulfed in a fit like state
as I experienced a massive orgasm. It hit me like a series of mule kicks. I
fell back moaning, in a mixture of fear, panic and absolute sexual pleasure.
Suddenly it was over and I felt dirty. I got to my feet and looked down at my
evil crotch. Ejaculate had already created a large wet patch on my trousers. I
started walking, then jogging and as I exited the far end of the alley I broke
into a run. The kind of run that wouldn’t attract any attention.
I ran all the way back to the Hotel. I showered and washed out my soiled
clothing. My head was reeling. How could it be that I had no sexual intentions,
yet … what kind of monster was I
becoming?
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