God of Milfs: The Gods Request Me To Make a Milf Harem

Chapter 2: I've Got A Corpse By My Side

And the fact that the man was tainting that innocence with his lust infuriated me and made me want to smack his head into the floor until his skull cracked open.

I didn't simply think of beating him up and actually went to do so while at the same time indicating the parents to leave, since I didn't know if the man had any dangerous objects on him that could potentially harm the children nearby.

Once all the children were moved away by their parents and the staff nearby, who understood my intentions, I went right behind him and was about to smack him right in the head.

But this maggot just had to give me a surprise after surprise as when I was right by his side, I saw that his meat was out and he was stroking it like a madman. He didn't open his pants and simply let his meat out of his zipper, and was having the time of his life while beating his swollen-up worm and didn't even notice me behind him.

I wanted to beat him up at first, but after I saw his dick out, I felt disgusted and didn't want to touch him anymore.

So in the end, I simply tapped him on his shoulders, and he turned back to look up at me. He was shocked when he saw someone behind him, as if he didn't expect he would ever get caught, almost as if he were delusional.

Out of surprise, he let go of his dick. And the moment he did, I picked up the large stapler that was used to bind thick books on the table and swiftly pushed it into the tip of his dick that was lying on the chair multiple times.

The man didn't even have a chance to react, as I used the stapler to staple his dick into the leather cushion of the chair, until it was firmly attached to the chair.

I stapled his dick so many times that the tip of his dick was completely lying flat on the chair and looked like a ugly mutated pancake.

I then walked away and called the police to inform them about the issue, while the man screamed like a pig, holding his dick that was bleeding and leaking blood from the number of pins it had in it.

I didn't even bother binding him so that he didn't run away since there was no way he was going to escape with his dick bound to the chair unless he tears off his dick. And judging by the pathetic way he was crying and pleading me to help him, there was no way he had the guts to do that.

While I waited for the police to arrive and told the staff of the library to stay away and close off this section of the library for safety reasons, I decided to check who the guy was out of curiosity.

I used the ID he had in his pocket to look up his name and found some horrendous results.

The guy who was caught jacking off in the library had several cases of attempted child molestations under his belt over the years and was currently under probation.

At first, I was simply going to hand him over to the police and let them do their thing, since I didn't want to draw too much attention to myself. But after seeing the horrible cases he had and the fact that one of the girls who was almost kidnapped was still going through trauma treatment, I decided to give him a different fate.

After looking at the man's report, I knew he couldn't be left as such in case he did something like what he did again, and I went to his pathetic figure, and knocked him out with the same stapler.

I then rolled his body, which was sitting on an office chair, into a room nearby and locked it.

After locking him in, I broke one of the windows that led to the parking lot and waited for the police to come.

When they did, I told them that the man escaped through the window over there. The place behind the window had no CCTV cameras, nor did this section of the library, so the police could check any footage, and I was the only one here the whole time since I told the staff to evacuate, so they had to take my word for it.

After giving them a thorough report about what happened with some lies in between, the police left, and the library also closed down for the day. While everyone except the single watchman left the library, I stayed back, saying I wanted to clean up the mess.

Of course, it wasn't simply to clean up the mess, but to clean up the pathetic creature in the room.

At first, I wanted to skin him alive for what he did, but I decided not to since it would make too much of a mess and I didn't have the right tools. I could fleece him using the cardboard cutter, but it would be too sloppy, so I ignored that idea.

I didn't want to give him an easy death, and I also didn't want to make a mess, so I simply got a rusty metal pipe from the storage room and then went into the room the man was in. And while he was still knocked out, I first pushed the long metal pipe into the man's mouth.

And then, just as he woke up from the feeling of something in his mouth, I pulled his head back and shoved the metal pipe through his throat and all the way down into his abdomen. The pipe didn't tear through his outer skin and went straight into his insides, until his waist area.

I then proceeded to move the pipe up and down and make a mess of his organs along the way. The metal pipe, with a sharp edge from the rust, tore through his organs like they were vegetables and turned his insides into a putty of minced meat.

After making sure I didn't leave behind any untouched organs, I used some tape to close the dead man's mouth so that he wouldn't leak out his insides from his mouth and rolled him towards the back entrance while wondering how I should dispose of his body.

The go-to method would be to bury his body in a faraway forest. But that always takes too much time, and I wished I owned an electric incinerator that could destroy his body in seconds.

While I was thinking of buying an incinerator for myself for Christmas and installing it in the basement of my house, I noticed that the monitor of the computer that that man was using was still on.

When I went to check why it hadn't shut down, I saw a bunch of horny ads on the screen that must have come up from the website the man was using.

And that finally brings us back to the present, where I've got a corpse with a bloated stomach next to me while I worked to remove the ads on the screen.