WIP

The Tub

I took the rest of the day off sick. I stuffed her into the trunk and headed home. I took some tools from the bakery. A few knives, a large cleaver, and a handsaw. Don't ask why they had them. Whilst I drove home, I spotted the liquor shop. I pulled in.

I grabbed a bottle of vodka, a pack of ciders, and 2 packs of cigarettes. I took off down the road, and sipped at a cider. I was about halfway home, when I saw flashing lights in my rear view mirror.

"Shit."

I pulled in.

"Do you know why we pulled you over today, sir?" Said the officer.

"Because I'm drinking and probably swerving." I said defeated.

"Well no, but thanks for that. I actually pulled you over because of the hole in your rear door. Are you aware of this?"

I turned my head to see the blood soaked hole, covered in strands of hair.

"Care to explain?" said the officer.

"Well I got into a crash and the other guy's engine busted and got oil all over my door and seat. His car tore right through the side."

"And the hair?" He said leaning into my window.

"I don't know. Maybe a raccoon tried to crawl in."

"Alright, I'm gonna need you to step out of the vehicle, sir." he said, inspecting my car. "I'm gonna have to check the trunk."

Shit.

He stepped close to the trunk and pressed his ear against it. His revolver glinted in the evening light. I prepared my self, grab it.

"We have a 132 at the █████ ███████ ████" Blared the radio.

"Look kid, you're very lucky here, don't drink and drive and fix that hole. Okay?"

"Yes sir."

He sprinted for the car and sped off. I let out a deep sigh. I got back in and smoked a little before I got back on the road.

* * *

She layed in the tub, lifeless. I wiped my eyes and took out the cleaver. I began hacking at her joints and limbs. I started with the legs. I swung hard and hit the knee. It sunk in deep, with a heavy thunk. I had to use all of my strength to pull the blade out again. I swung again, this time getting through a decent chunk of bone. I swung again, breaking the bone, and once more, severing the leg. I panted. I was already covered in blood. I did the other leg and had to take a break.

I sawed off her arms, because the cleaver was dull from the incessant hacking. Once I got rid of the arms, I cut off the hands, then the fingers from the hands, Then the finger tips from the fingers. I skinned the finger tips with a potato peeler. I didn't want finger prints to be identified. I took the finger peelings and popped them into my mouth. Each touch of my tongue made me quiver.

Finally. Her head layed there on her shoulders. I stood over the torso and pleasured myself. I stroked and looked at her lips, I looked at her nose, I looked at her breast, then at her face, then at her crotch. I exploded onto her face and breasts. I got down onto my knees and put the tip against her lips.

"Oh yeah, you like that don't you. You dirty slut." I said, rubbing it against her tongue.

I finally grabbed the saw and began slashing. Each deep cut made me shake. I held my breath for the pop of the neck bone. I let out a soft moan. Finally I held up her head in the mirror. I smiled. Then I looked to the backside, that wasn't in the reflection. It was mushed, missing hair, and leaking. I gagged at the sight of it. I was angry. Her perfect face was ruined. I couldn't preserve this anymore. I grabbed the knife and put it to my wrist. If I couldn't have her face, was life worth living?

Then I had an epiphany. What if I kept her face and not her skull. I began slicing delicately at her face and forehead. I took frequent breaks to get back into it. Finally after about 6 hours, I peeled of her wonderful face. It was perfect. I looked into the mirror, and pressed the warm and gooey, red side of the face onto mine. I ejaculated at the sight of it. I fell to the floor and moaned softly. I did an entire photo shoot on my old Polaroid. When I was done, I put her face into the freezer, giving it it's own shelf.

When I was done, I took her head and put it in a ziplock bag. Then I took a mallet and went at it until the bag was a fogged red mush, with white shards. I took her arms, legs, and head mush, and put them into a triple layer garbage bag.

I looked back at the tub to see her beautiful breast and torso. I could deal with that later. I cleaned the sink and floor, and then the tools. I grabbed a pack of smokes and put them up. I cleaned most of the tub, when i decided to shower and use the water to wash off the rest. As I stood naked over her torso, I couldn't help it. I got on my knees and squeezed her breasts, before thrusting until I collapsed out of pleasure.

When I was done, I cleaned off the walls and tub, then washed myself. I had to keep her torso somehow, so I decided to buy an industrial freezer. One of them that you could sit in with a little room. I could keep her in there.

I was done for the day though. I smoked the other pack, as I dried and watched TV.