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  1. I crept through the dark hallway ever so slowly making sure not to wake my gracious host. She slept soundly in her bed cradling a body pillow. Her soft breathing was obscured by the quiet whir of a small fan by her bed. I could tell she was fast asleep though. My heart raced and I could feel my hands shaking slightly. All I could think was this is it, this is it.
  2. In seconds I found myself hovering over her; in my right hand was a claw hammer that I “borrowed” from my father’s garage. I took a deep breath and steeled myself for a split second before raising the hammer above my head and slamming it into her temple.
  3. She was stunned but before she could react I hit her again and again and again, each hit making a loud cracking noise as her skull caved in. Gradually she ceased to move once more and a steady stream of thick red blood seeped onto her pillow.
  4. I was in shock. I dropped the hammer onto the ground and just stood there. My legs were shaking and I could feel sweat forming. However, a new sensation began to grow inside of me. It was a primal urge. I could feel myself becoming wet. The fury of my kill, and the satisfying rush was positively overwhelming.
  5. I unbuttoned my jeans and let them drop to the floor along with my panties and laid on the bed beside my prey. I was covered in blood, but I wanted more. I ran my hand through the puddle that was forming hear the crushed remnants of her head and began to masturbate. Slowly rubbing my fingers up and down my slit, teasing my clit and slowly sticking one finger, then two into my pussy.
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