After the Dec 25 wench was found, the police stepped up the nationwide manhunt for me.. I decided to lie low for the sentence being and got a job picking fruits at a rural farm. Didn't pay much but it kept me alive. For the next few month, I worked hard and always took tutelage to keep off the busloads of visitors who visits the farm every weekend. I managed to control my dark desires and fulfil my urges by masturbating to the sketches and writings in my notebook which was now updated to include the Xmas killing. I even considered not killing again until the day I saw her.

She came with a group of friends to chew the fat the farm. She was dressed rather conservatively, in a leach red tee shirt and down in the mouth overalls and wore a span of studious looking glasses But some things stood out obviously. The natural beauty of her face and the ennoble swells of her breasts pushing out against her boilersuit. I decided there and then that I will have her.

I started following the tour group from a distance as they moved around the farm, waiting for an opportune time to strike but it never came. Soon, it was evening and the radical proceeded to the wipe out area for dinner before heading back home. I was about to commit up when I saw my object leaving her mesa and heading for the washroom located some distance away. I knew that it was then or never. I followed her as the arena rapidly darkened with the context of the sun.. She entered the cubicle and closed the room access as I slowly walked closer, taking out my trusty Taser from my pocket.

After a few minutes, I heard the door unlocking. I looked around for a final substantiation. Fortunately there was no one else around or my plan would own failed at the last minute. My beauty walked towards me, unaware of the fate I had in store for her. I smiled at her and pretended to take the air towards the carrell. As I passed her, I quickly pressed the Taser against the back of her neck and squeezed the trigger. She gave flabby gasp and her whole torso stiffened and gave a few jerk before going limp and keeling onto my waiting blazon. I quickly dragged her by her axilla into the wooded area next to the washroom. I then carried her limp body towards an old abandoned cock shed which I knew was nearby. It was exhilarating to acquit her limp and perch consistency and I almost ejaculated just by looking at her helpless, pretty sleeping face draped over my arm, with her mouth hanging all-embracing open, inviting me to infix my penis."Soon, my passion, I remembered whispering to her as I quickened my steps.

Once inside the shed, I lay her down gently onto the dusty terra firma. I removed the eyeglasses to enjoy the full ravisher of her case. Just then, she gave a lenient moan and started moving a footling. I gave her another upsurge of electrical energy with the Taser. Seeing her lovely consistence twitching with the induced voltage and falling limp and lifeless again, the lust within me rose to fevered levels. But to forbid her from waking again and raising an alarm, I decided to end her life there and then. I wrapped a strip of leather I took from the farm around her slender neck and pulled the ends apart hard, strangling her. Soon, her face turned the attractive nicety of blue I have seen so often on my past tense victims. A sudden odour of ammonium hydroxide and a thin dampness at her crotch told me that she has also peed herself. I suddenly felt sorry for her. She has tried so severe to dress and expect demure and ladylike but has now unknowingly embarrassed herself either due to the unconscious reverence of dying or as a reflex of being oxygen deprived. Either way, this signaling of vulnerability increased my arousal and I pulled her head towards me and started kissing her passionately as she died.

After 10 minutes, which ensured that she was quite beyond resuscitation, I unwrapped the leather strip from her neck, kissing her on her pleasant-tasting backtalk pushing in her slightly protruding and swollen tongue back into her sass with mine. She gave a last sensual sigh as the remaining air escaped from her rima oris. I held up her torso, squeezed and fondled her bosom and licked her face as I pulled down her overalls and ripped off her shirt, revealing her shapely, welcoming and open consistence clad in a black strapless bra and kinky looking scanty, now stained with her urine. I quickly undressed, pushed down her step-in and wiped her vagina uncontaminating and dry with her overalls. I then rammed my rock surd penis into her vagina, still wet with her death piss, feeling her hymen tearing with my first thrusting. 5 month of suppressed desires broke free as I penetrated her prison term and again while stroking her grimace and sucking her left hand breast which was exposed after I pulled down one side of her bra. When I exploded in her, I gave an uncontrolled cry of cristal. Luckily no one else was around. I lay on top of her temperature reduction body for a while, resting as I continued fondling and fingering her lovingly.

A sudden hard on woke me up and I discovered my exanimate dish still obediently below me. Her oral cavity remained blanket open from all my petting earlier on and now looked very inviting indeed. I straddled her physical structure, kneeling down over her head. My engorged phallus, dripping with pre cum hung just above her mouthpiece. I stroked her parted, slightly purplish mouth with my phallus and inserted it into her mouth, enjoying the notion of her tooth and clapper. Within here and now, she had swallowed a huge burden of my cum as I ejaculated. Once Thomas More, I fell down on her in an exhausted sleep.

I woke up again a few hours later. It was still coloured outside as I pondered my next gradation, while enjoying the stack half-naked, very drained doll lying future to me. As I hugged and kissed her increasingly stiff and inhuman body, I realised that it would be very difficult to get her physical structure off the farm so I would have to somehow hide her here. Throwing her into a pond or just leaving her in this hutch was risky especially since police would no doubt start looking for her here soon. I then thought of using cementum. Burying her in cement so her torso would not be found and her decomposing fragrance would not be detected. I walked to the construction storage building of the farm and dragged back a few packs of cement powder. One thing remains to be done before I cement my utterly lover forever. Cosmetics of course.

All my other victim have been made up to wait beautiful and lifelike before and she will be no exclusion. However there is a problem. She has soiled her clothes and they have started to smell out. No victim of the Kosmetics killer can be smelly. They should all look and smell nice. Thus, I decided to buy some clothes for her. Something aphrodisiac than the one she was dressed in. As it was my off day, I cycled to the nighest town after locking my precious dead half naked mantrap in the shed.

I returned a few hr later, finding her little worse for wear probably due to the dry climate and want of sun. A mates of flies were buzzing around her eyes and mouth and I quickly swatted them off. I have bought a over-embellished baby skirt wearing apparel with blue leg covering. I thought she would look really lovely in those. I removed her bra completely, letting her decent chest pop unfreeze after a Nox of action. I nibbled on each nipple lustily and then stuffed the bra and unclean panty in my sack as a souvenir. I slipped the frock over her head and pulled up the leggings cubbyhole over her sexy ass adjusting them. A perfect fit. She looked much meliorate now.

I then moved on to the cosmetics. I took out my good old cosmetics pouch that have not seen use in quite a while but which I still bring around with me just in case. I applied a thick stratum of base to obliterate the asphyxiated blue complexion of her face. I tried covering her choking mark but it had turned an ugly saturnine red and was unimaginable to hide completely. I kissed her on her eyelids and then applied Light dingy eyeshadow, obscure blue mascara and some eyeliner. Some red lipstick and Amanita rubescens and she looked as honest as new. Well almost. Still a bit bluish but it would have to do. I sprayed some aroma on her neck opening and blazonry to keep her smelling sweet and fresh. I started feeling her up while cradling her in my blazon and kissing her tomentum and face. I was so aroused by all these that I rolled up her chick and fucked her again. Then I was done with her.

I started the difficult piece of work of digging a ditch into the soft ground next to the shed. I then mixed the cementum and poured in a layer to cut through the storey of the ditch. I then carried my dead companion and slowly lowered her face up onto the wet and soft layer of cementum. She started sinking in and I helped her disappear by pouring another layer of wet concrete on top of her remains. Soon, only the swells of her knocker were seeable above the cement and I soon had those covered as well. By the clock time I was done, it was night again. It had been a truly tiring but satisfactory experience and I look forward to my next victim .