Breakdown

...... »He lived in a block, I followed him to the apartment but I was being careful so that he couldn't see me. I needed some time to feel the lust for his blood. Slowly it was rising. I saw his body covered in blood. The time was right. I knocked on his door. He opened the door and said to me: »What do you want?« I didn't say a word, I just grabbed my hammer and stared hitting his head. I probably swinged my hammer three or four times and the next thing I knew was his unconscious body lying on the floor. I have to say he had a pretty big wound, and the blood was leaking quite fast. I wanted him alive, so I  dressed his wound, I wiped the blood on the floor, and then I decided to take him home to my place. I was making it look like I was helping him, but there was no need, nobody saw us. I put him on the back seat and soon we were at my place. Then I carried him in the bathroom, where I stripped him and tied him up to a chair. I bonded his mouth, and then I was waiting for him to wake up. While I was waiting I had the perfect time to pick out my torture tools. The hammer of course, a couple of nails, a kitchen knife, and tongs. After half an hour he woke up, and I could start my little operation. I began with his fingernails, I wanted to take them out. I took the knife and the little finger was really attractive. I had to go deep to reach the end, I never knew fingernails are so long. While I was performing my operation I was looking his face enjoying  him suffer. Again, after I took out all of his nails I took care of the wounds, so I could continue with something else...I looked at his feet and I knew what was coming next. I took a nail, placed it in the middle of his foot, then the hammer and stared slowly hitting the nail and I felt how it penetrated through his bone. Awesome feeling. I was enjoying his cry, his sweat, his every pain. As I was doing his other foot, he almost faded again, but I have to say he was pretty good. Then I took a big step...His dick. I started hitting his dick. I haven't seen such a face. I think he was suffering the worse case of physical pain there is. I thought his eyes will pop out. But when thing are bad, they tend to get worse. When his dick was covered in blood I took two tongs, a tong for each of his balls. I started spinning each tongs and it is very interesting how soft skin slowly tears of the body. His last look was full of entreaty to end his suffering, but he was unconscious soon after. He fell asleep and never woke up again.«.......................1