Do you like the view beneath my beautiful car. My view is warm leather and luxury. And your view; steel and road dirt. Crushed animals, just like you.
I reverse slowly, dragging your body beneath my car.
I can feel your body being dragged along beneath my car, crushed and utterly destroyed beneath my wheels.
I feel pure exhilaration as my wheels crush your body into the road.
I can feel the full weight of the car pressing down on you, grinding you into the road, crushing you beneath the wheels of my beautiful car
It’s amazing how little effort it takes to crush you beneath the wheels of my beautiful car
All it takes are delicate movements of my precious designer shoes on the pedals to grind your body into the road.
I press the pedal just a little more, feeling the satisfying crunch as the hard rubber begins to crush your chest
I can feel your ribs giving way completely as the wheels crush your chest, cracking under the weight of my beautiful car
I glance down at my shoes, the delicate straps of my designer heels glistening in the soft light of the car’s interior. It’s almost laughable how little effort it takes for me to cause so much suffering. Just a tiny movement of my foot, the slightest pressure on the gas and I can destroy you completely, grind you into the road.
You are as easy to crush as an insect. You are worth less than an insect. I turn the steering wheel and grind your body into the road.
I shift into drive again, pressing down lightly on the pedal. The car rolls forward, slowly, deliberately, the tyres grinding into your chest.
I continue to press the pedal gently with my delicate feet encased in my favourite high heels. The front of the car raises slightly and suddenly drops as your chest gives way completely.
I smile with pure satisfaction, knowing that you suffered and died beneath the wheels of my beautiful car.
I take a long drag of my cigarette, savouring the moment, letting the smoke fill my lungs. With a gentle press of the gas I drive forward, the hard tyres crushing your ankle, snapping it instantly.
I turn the steering wheel to drive up your leg and onto your pelvis where I press the brakes and stop. I turn the steering wheel a few times. I can feel the front of the car drop slightly as the hard rubber of the tyre grinds into you.
I press the gas again and the front wheel inch forward, grinding into your chest, until it gives way completely beneath the weight of me and my beautiful car.
It’s exhilarating to know that with so little effort I can crush you to death beneath the wheels of my precious car.