“The quiet scares me because it screams the truth, it whispers softly to me that I can’t touch her because if I do then that’s me signing her death certificate. What I feel for her is unhealthily. I would die for her, kill for her - lie, steal and blow shit up for her.” I breathe out into the deadly still in the room. All you can hear is this cock bag’s heavy breathing… his twisting and turning against the ropes holding his body in place where I need him to be. Saskia looks at me, her eyes shadowed with confusion.
“What?” I bite out, cracking my knuckles.
“Nothing, 81, nothing at all.” She smiles weakly at me.
Her hands fall to her side. I know she wants to touch me as she feeds on human touch as much as she feeds on the death human hands can bring. I know she would be wanting to play while we tormented but playing with her left a bad taste in my mouth. More so now that my mind screamed out begging to touch Jade.
“Every human dies, because thecentral nervous system gets unplugged,” I say stepping up to the scum bag hanging limp from the post his body is tied to. “This happens in many ways, but primarily either the cardiopulmonary system stops, which tells the brain to shut down, or the brain stops, which tells the heart and lungs to give up.” Pulling the black bag from his face his eyes are squinted shut. My fingers twitch to contort his features and pop his eyes open so he can look at the monster who’s about to take him from this world.
“So, you see I am the person that knows how to do just this. I can severe your spinal cord, I can unplug your system and permanently shut off your lights,” I say while twisting a strand of his greasy black hair in my fingers.
“Y-Y-You’re n-n-not Ghost?” this poor excuse of a human says to me. Looking over my shoulder to Saskia, a sick smirk crosses my lips as she hands my black bag.
“No, I am worse.” Crouching down, I open my bag and pull out the felt bag with the pliers and scalpels.
My eyes meet his. “It’shuman nature to not to check out without a fight. Did you know that?” Clicking my fingers in Saskia’s direction.
“Brian.” She purrs out, her stilettos clicking over the polished granite floor toward me. “Brian Desmond Nickle. Born 9-01-77.” Her trained voice surrounds us Brian’s eyes meet hers and she smiles seductively making his lips curl up in a smile as his eyes light up with a gleam coated in lust, like he thinks he is actually going to have a chance at getting a piece of a women like Saskia.
“You’re nowhere near the type of man that can handle a woman like her,” I say grabbing Saskia’s face between my fingers, pulling her close and running my tongue up the soft flesh of her neck and face.
Brian sucks in a deep breath. Turned on and gagging for a release he sits at the top of the profile list for a pedophile. He is a groomer. He likes them young.
I like to cut men like him. I like to pull teeth out for each young girl’s life that he ruined.
“People are actually hard to kill. It’s takes time. It takes training. Practice.” Twisting a pair of shinning silver pliers around my fingers, I step into his line of vision titling his head with the gleaming tip of the pliers up under his chin.
“A bullet to the head is effective, but stabbings, for instance, are time-consuming, difficult, and messy. Poisons are slow, strangling is tough, and when you think about it people just don’t stand there while being axed.” Digging the sharp tip into the tight taunt skin under his chin a hiss leaves his mouth.“No person will ever die without a fight. Are you going to fight?” I question him tiling my head side to side studying him and his reaction.
“I-I-I-I…” I stab the tip of my pliers up into his chin shutting his stuttering mouth up.
“What, Brian, you don’t wanna die?” I twist the pliers and pull out fast.
His eyes water and his body recoils as he tries to pull back. His brain takes over and his body begins to fight.
“F-f-f-f-fight,” he gurgles out as blood seeps down his neck, crimson red and beautiful.
“Murder, Brian,is the unlawful killing of anotherhumanwithoutjustificationor validexcuse,” I say opening the pliers and pulling his chin down. The blood is warm and sticky on my fingers. I run my tongue over my bottom lip as I slip the pilers in, open them wide and sink them over the tooth. Clamping them tight, I then twist and pull until the tooth pops out. Blood pools and seeps over his lips, a stunning deep red, making my body quiver as his jerks and screams.
“Especially the unlawful killing of another human withmalice, Brian.” I twist and pop another tooth out of his mouth dropping it to the ground at his feet.
“Murder is a bit like what you do, Brian, but you take the lives of young girls along with their virginity and souls.” Pulling another tooth from his mouth, he coils back screaming while the blood pooling inside his mouth slips down his throat and he chokes on it. My body is humming with the pain and smell of death coming.
I grip another white tooth with the pliers and pull. The left central incisor. It's surprising how little effort it takes for me to yank this tooth out. I have gotten particularly good, no, exceptionally good at this
"You know, my father was a dentist," I say, over his screaming and sputtering of blood. "He was also a perfectionist. I know this coz I have studied him from afar - watched him, learned his trade and become better at it than he has. Not that he knows, of course. He walked out on my mother the moment he realized she was pregnant with me, his dirty little secret that he fed pills to. Just dropped us both. Moved on with Malibu barbie… all tits and no brains.” Lifting his tooth to my eyes, I inspect its ridges and depths along with the way the blood coats it and the light hits it.
He's crying at this point. Screaming. Gurgling. Begging me, praying to God. It's pathetic. I would knock him out but then it will be so much less fun.
“Saskia, please pass me my blade.” Holding out my hand flat, palm up, the cold steel of my blade rests in my hand within seconds of me asking for it. I smile at Saskia as she steps into my side.
“Thank you.” I smirk at her.
“You’re welcome, sir.” She purrs out as her body hums with excitement.
I step into Brian, cock my head to the side andstab him in his right eye and pull it out.
Pop.The sound gives me an instant hard-on.
