Below is a sample excerpt from A Damn Good Time, a snuff themed short story I wrote from the perspective of the killer. This was written purely with role play and fantasy purposes in mind.

Rain splattered across the windshield. The squeaking of the wipers and pattering of raindrops were the only sounds noticeable outside Tammy’s Diner. I had been waiting for a night like this for weeks. One were Jenny would be closing and the last one out.

She locked the front doors while her friends Samantha and Victoria left the parking lot. This was well timed. For once it seemed as though even destiny wasn’t fighting back. If such a thing exists. It certainly wasn’t karma. Everything I had come to know about Jenny over the last few months clearly demonstrated that she was as morally upright of a person you could meet. Nope, she certainly didn’t deserve what was coming to her. Even if she did work as this shithole.

Nope, I had been waiting for a rainy night like this. Everything had to work out perfectly. Sabotaging her car right before the rain was not easy thing to time. I had to make sure she had no chance to get it worked on before tonight. Everything needed to be perfect. Ha. Why didn’t she just catch a ride with her friends? That was the only thing I was worried about. Nope, she insisted on waiting for her boyfriend. Well that was her mistake.

I slipped down the slope that bordered the parking lot. A line of shrubs did well to hide my presence. The rain made it easy to muffle steps. Now there was only one thing left to do. Get her to my car before her boyfriend arrived. Shouldn’t be too hard. I could only hope she wasn’t brave enough to fight back. Still… she was a remarkable woman.

Jenny had a bright personality that went well with her shorter stature. You could say her smile was the type to light up a room, and despite her attempts to hide her figure I constantly had to check myself from staring down her shirt when walked by. Nothing could stop me watching that ass though.

She was fun too. She often dyed her naturally auburn hair, and loved wearing T’s representing her favorite bands when she went casual. When she dressed up she was really something. I never would forget the day she came in with a spiked choker and black leather corset. Black really contrasted well with her bright blue eyes.

As I slid along the wall adjacent to her, I peaked around the corner. She had just put in some AirPods. I laughed inside myself. It really doesn’t get easier than this.

Without her notice I approach from behind. I’m so close I can already smell her citrus shampoo. I wrap my big arm around her petite neck. She jumped naturally, but before she could let out a scream I squeeze her throat hard and place my hand over her mouth and nose. I learned early on that they can still make a lot of noise if you don’t cover their nose too.

She tries fighting back but I’ve got her arms twisted pretty good. She’s doesn’t have the leverage or the reach to really hurt me. One of her AirPods fell out. Good…

“Now that I know you can hear me,” I whisper in a harsh tone. “Be still and I won’t hurt you.” I pull out my stiletto to show her I’m serious. She doesn’t cease her squirming completely, but she nods. Her eyes as big as I’ve ever seen them. Filled with panic. I pull her away from the light and drag her over the tiny hill of shrubs from where I came. I can see headlights approaching. A car pulls into the lot. The lights never touch us. Suddenly I can feel something vibrating. It’s her phone. She tries screaming. Even I can barely hear her through the rain. She kicks and claws. Her boyfriend gets out of the car as we slip past the shrubbery. I slip the knife away and pull out a syringe. Jenny’s starting to fade from the lack of oxygen. I never did let go of her nose. With all her thrashing she was getting very weak. It was easy to slip the needle into her neck. I let go of her nose just long enough for her to take a sharp inhale of air before her body falls limp in my arms.

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