The urge to kill hit me again. I had my cages ready and my favorite tools all laid out. I knew when I saw that busty blond that she was the one. I couldn’t wait to add her to my collection and then my recipe book. I took her outside of a fast-food place. No one was there so they didn’t hear her scream. I dragged her to my car and put her in the back seat ho tied, gagged and covered in blankets. My pussy was already getting wet just thinking about what I was going to do to her.
When I got home, I took her to the cellar. It was cold and damp and even better, no one would hear her screams. I didn’t care if she had a family or friends. Most likely when they had a search party for her, I would join in and help. I loved watching the aftermath of my favorite hobby. They always had so much hope in the beginning, then it dwindled as they realized she would never be found. What I loved the most was everyone would have her with them for a while. After all no one asked what was in the chili I served that night.