****** Killer's Mind by Dod Kalm ******
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Killer's Mind


It was really stupid. I'd stolen a car. A beautiful BMW roadster. Very sweet. I
got caught and, unfortunately, the owner was a lawyer. I got the maximum
sentence and landed in jail. My bad luck. I met all sorts of characters in
jail, but there's one I won't forget. His name was David Vodny. You've probably
heard of him. He killed three women in three months. He told me all about every
single murder. He was my cellmate.

I remember when I first saw Vodny. He was over six feet tall with dark hair and
intense green eyes. The first few days, he didn't say two words to me, then one
night, he opened up to me. He was laying in his bunk reading and I was trying
to write a letter. Vodny asked me who I was writing to. I told him it was a
woman. He smiled and asked me about her. I told him, he smiled again and said,
"I killed a bitch like that." Call me twisted, but I asked him to tell about it
and he did.

"I was working for a carpenter. I was doing kitchen cabinets in tract houses.
Boring work. One day this guy sends me out to this house. This woman answers
the door. She was really beautiful. Black hair, gray eyes, big tits. She was
wearing a skin tight t-shirt with nothing under it and jeans. Bitch wanted it
and I could smell it.

I followed her into the kitchen. Her ass filled out her jeans perfectly. She
showed me the cabinets and I got to work. A couple of hours later, she came
back in and asked me if I was thirsty. I told her I was and she got me a glass
of iced tea from the fridge. When she handed it to me, I could see her hard
nipples under her t-shirt. Instead of taking the glass, I grabbed one of her
tits. She smiled and said she thought I'd never get the idea.

I pulled her shirt off and started sucking on her tits, really biting them. She
kept telling me to do it harder and I obliged. I love big tits. After I'd gone
over her tits, I unzipped her jeans and stuck my hand down into her panties.
Her cunt was soaked. I shoved two and then three fingers into her pussy. I had
her on her kitchen table. She was moaning and bucking. I tugged her jeans down
and pulled my dick out and rammed it home. I gave her the fuck of her life.

After we finished, she told me that she'd loved every minute of it and her
husband was going to love the free cabinets too. I asked her what she meant by
free and she said that since she fucked me, I'd pay for the work. I told her no
way. The bitch started screaming at me and then told me she'd call the cops and
tell them I'd raped her. I couldn't believe it. I really lost it.

I told her to shut the fuck up. I don't know why I did it, but I grabbed her
around her throat. She quit screaming. I kept choking her until she quit
moving. Then, there she was, limp and naked. I let her body fall to the floor.
This was bad, but I started to think that maybe the cunt deserved it. She was a
slut, thinking she could pay for things with her pussy. I stared at her for
awhile. Her glassy eyes and all the bruises and bites coming out on her skin.

This is weird, but I started to get horny again, thinking about how we'd fucked
just an hour before. I laid her out on the floor with her legs spread. I had a
hard-on. I took my dick out and slid it back into her cunt again. She was still
warm. I started pumping her. Her tits moving in circles while I pounded her
pussy. I hate to say it, but she was a better fuck dead. I shot another load in
her and got up.

I knew I had to get out of there. I did not want to hang around. I packed up
everything. Before I left, I decided to try to cover my tracks. I broke the
lock on the back door, wrecked the kitchen, making it look like there'd been a
struggle. The best part was what I did to her. I cut her up. I sliced her up. I
just wish she'd still been alive so she could've felt every stab. Fucking
cunt."

I sat him and caught smile leaving his face. I don't know why, but I really had
to know. Right then. I wanted to know everything he'd done. Call me sick. I
don't care. I asked him to tell me about the other five. I wanted the details.
He seemed more than willing to come across. He seemed like he'd been waiting to
tell someone all about it.

"Well, I guess that's when I started my 'career'. I left and moved on. It's
interesting how easy it is to slip away, just disappear, if you really want to.
I was 200 miles away a week later. I kept going over what had happened until it
didn't seem real at all. It was like I dreamed it all, like that woman never
existed.

I was working the midnight to 8am shift at a mini-mart. They hire anybody. It
was right on the edge downtown and late Saturday night just about anything
would come in. That's when I caught Little Miss #2. She was 19, a little blonde
thing. She looked 12 and that's probably why she made so much on the strip. Men
love to fuck little girls.

She came in around 2am for cigarettes. It was just here and me in the store.
She'd been in before and she loved to flash me. She'd pull up her skirt and
show me her pussy. She never wore panties. She said it was easier for customers
to access the merchandise. She put the cigarettes on the counter and then
looked up at me with her big brown eyes and told me she didn't have a dime on
her, but she'd suck me off in back in exchange for the smokes.

I put the maintenance sign up in the door and locked it. She smiled and headed
toward the back. She kept lifting up her skirt while she walked so I could get
a prime view of her ass. When we got to the back, she was on her knees in less
than a second. She had my meat out and down her throat. It was un-fucking-
believable. She sucked every drop of cum out of my balls.

I can still remember looking down at her. Her lips wrapped around my cock,
vacuuming me like the slut she was, one of her sweet fingers up my ass. When I
came, she held my balls and sucked down the jizz as fast as I could pump up.
Then she stood up and started for the door. I remember the look on her face
when I jerked her back by the hair. She looked so surprised.

I slammed her head into pipes by the door. She made just the slightest sound
and then fell like a stone. I was holding her by her hair and I let her fall to
the floor. I left her there and went back to work. I knew she wouldn't be
coming around. I worked the rest of my shift and when my relief showed up, I
went to the back room, wrapped in a piece of old carpet from the store, out the
back and into my trunk. I was taking this one home for awhile.

I got back to my apartment and took my package inside. When I unrolled the
piece of carpet she was in, I could see her lips were blue. She was so small,
less than five feet tall. I decided to give her bath. I stripped her, running
my hands over her little tits and pussy. She shaved her cunt. I wasn't
surprised. I'm sure men liked to pretend she really was 12. I put her in the
tub and cleaned her up, then took her in the bedroom.

I laid her out face up on the bed. I couldn't believe how hard I got just
looking at her. I stripped and started jerking off. My cum had been her last
meal. I was so close to cumming, so I stopped and got on the bed with her. I
spread her legs apart and shoved two fingers into her cold cunt. She was
unbelievably tight. I turned her over on her stomach and took a look at her
asshole. I'd had my fingers up her ass when I was bathing her. That's where I
wanted to go.

I took a pillow and put it under her stomach. Her plump little ass was angled
right at me. I parted her ass cheeks, holding her sweet little butthole open
with my thumbs. My cock was pointing straight up. I put the head up to her
asshole. I had to really push to get it in. Her asshole was like a small fist
clenching my prick. I pulled out, almost the full length of my cock and then
worked back in. It was fucking delicious. I went at her for an hour, every
stroke was like silk

I kept her for a couple of days. I did everything to her body I could think of.
I fucked her mouth, her pussy, her butt and filled her with gallons of cum. I
didn't want her to start rotting in my apartment, so I wrapped her back, put
her in my trunk and drove out to the desert. I dumped her about a mile off the
highway. The coyotes would get her before anyone found her. She was a sweet
piece though."

I couldn't believe he was telling me all this. He was so relaxed. It was like
he was talking about taking a vacation or something. He was sitting back in his
bunk now. His eyes a little bit glazed. He closed his book and put it under his
bunk. He looked at me and asked me if I wanted to hear about the last one. I
told him I did. He said it was my choice and started up again.

"I only stayed another week there and then I headed north. I was almost to
Canada in less than a week. I had ripped off the store before I left and
gambled my way into a couple of thousand. I didn't have to work for awhile. I
found a place near this college. I liked the idea of living close to a place
like that. I kind of looked at it as a 'hunting ground.'

I was there only a day when I saw her for the first time. A tall redhead with
unreal tits. She could've been a stripper. She had long legs and a small ass
topped off with a pair of double D's. It was like I dreamed her up. I followed
her for a week, picking up her routine. She had a boyfriend and she lived with
him. That would be the only difficult part. One night, after a night class, I
followed her home.

I parked up the street and after about an hour, I walked up to her apartment. I
walked around to the back and looked in through the bedroom window. There she
was and she was with her jock boyfriend. He was laying on his back and she was
riding his hard-on. I watched his cock disappear inside her wet cunt. She was a
real redhead.

When they finished, I waited for the lights to go out. I went around to the
front, slit the screen and forced the window. I didn't make a sound inside. I
walked through their apartment like I was invited. I got to the bedroom and the
door was open. I looked in and they were naked and asleep. I quietly went over
to his side of he bed. He was on his back. I took out my knife, pointing it to
the base of his skull. With all my strength, I planted the knife in him.

He woke up for an instant and then a gush of blood and he was dead. She woke up
from the force of the knife going in him. She saw me and then saw her
boyfriend, blood pouring out of him. She opened her mouth to scream, but I put
my hand over her mouth and then closed my other hand around her throat. I
choked her for only a few minutes. Long enough for her to pass out but not long
enough to kill her. I wanted to really enjoy her.

I pushed her boyfriend's body off the bed. His dick wasn't so hard now. I
stripped and spread her legs, first tieing her hands to the headboard and
gagging her. She was wet from her earlier fucking, so I just started right in.
Not so tight, but her tits were magnificent. I grabbed one and squeezed it
hard, leaving a hand mark on it. I pumped her for about a half hour.

I decided to try something. I took the extra rope I had and wrapped her tits
tightly, bulleting them out into cones. I bit her left nipple hard and she
started to come around. I tied them together and decided to titfuck those
beauties. My meat moved between them like her tits were made for just that. I
thought I was going to blow my load when she opened her eyes.

She started struggled, kicking and bucking. It made it all the better for me.
My cock was hard as a rock. I put my hand around her throat again and told her
to lay still or I'd have to do to her what I did to her boyfriend. She stopped
moving and I could see tears in her eyes. I took my cock out from between her
tits and went back down between her legs. She went limp.

I spread her legs and opened up her pussy with my fingers. I shoved a couple of
fingers into her cunt. So soft and so wet. I tried for a third and then a
fourth. It only took a little effort to work my thumb up to my palm and I
forced my fist up into her cum drenched pussy. I fist fucked her for awhile,
watching her face. She looked so terrified and so beautiful. I started jerking
off with my free hand. It took me only a few minutes to cum. I shot all over
her face and her bound tits, a real cum bath.

I left her there and went into the bathroom. I took a shower and came back out.
She had pissed in the bed. I untied her hands and dragged her out of the bed
and into the bathroom. I stood her up in the shower and turned on the cold
water. She started shivering after only a few minutes. I tied her hands to the
shower head, turned off the water and got my knife.

Even though her cunt wasn't the tightest, she had the most incredible body. I
loved her tits. She hung there, shivering. I took the knife and drew it around
each nipple, bringing up a little bit of blood on each one. I thought about
that first woman I'd killed and how it had been like losing my virginity. Now
it was easy to kill. I grabbed one of her tits and dragged the knife across her
throat. A gush of blood poured out, covering her tits. It was too bad I
couldn't have kept her for awhile.

I left the apartment and stopped at a bar. That was my first mistake. I ordered
one shot of tequila after another. I got good and drunk. My second mistake was
driving home. I was a block from my place when I got pulled over. I got snagged
for drunk driving. In the morning, it was murder. They'd found the knife and
the bloody t-shirt in the backseat of my car. It was a stupid mistake. So now
I'm here and it's not so bad."

He took his book back out, opened it up and smiled at me. I don't think I'll
ever forget that look on his face. It was as if he'd just taught a kid how to
ride a bicycle. In a way, he did. I think about what he told me every day and I
wonder if maybe, sometime, I don't want to do more than just think about it.

dod_kalm80@hotmail.com

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