Statistics on sexual serial murders today are terrifying. Geography - Moscow, Kharkov, Chelyabinsk, Omsk, Irkutsk, Ternopil ... If we also take into account that, according to experts, no more than 30% of victims of sexual violence apply to law enforcement agencies, then even imagine what is going on in Russia - scary.

Why does this happen - the cost of freedom or universal savagery?

Maniac pensioner

For thirty years, Nikolai Mitrofanovich Fokin worked as a butcher in a slaughterhouse. Here he discovered how fresh warm blood tastes. At work, you could drink it all you want. In the era of meat shortage, work and theft brought him such an income that he hoped to live the rest of his days without need. Nikolai was married twice. Women left him because he suffered bouts of unmotivated cruelty.

Inflation broke all his plans, but there was something left of former wealth.

By the age of sixty, his potency problems began.

Without hesitation, he sold the car, went to Moscow with the money, and sewed himself a male endoprosthesis with a nipple. It turned out to be a very handy thing ... you click on the ball inside the scrotum, and as a pioneer, you are always ready. Click on the other - all at half past six.

New life

The first with the prosthesis acquainted his second wife Irinka.

Younger than her husband by as much as twenty years, she was not satisfied with the intimate abilities of Nicholas, although she tried everything with him about what they write in books and manuals about the joys of sex. He could not finish in any way, he worked with him for about an hour and a half, he was all tired, but he did nothing. In addition, she was very sorry for the car. It ended with her leaving him to her lover.

Left alone, Nicholas began to satisfy men's hunger with random women. He did not have the money and expensive women, and he began to use the services of the "lowered" from the very bottom of society, specifically looking for alcoholics, prostitutes or homeless people.

They were happy to go under the loving man for drinks and snacks, but at the same time did not take any initiative, not to mention the fact that they had to be washed in the bath for a long time.

Years passed, and he experienced a real male orgasm less and less. Here the endoprosthesis was powerless.

First victim

Once he was lucky ... he took off at the station Katya, a young girl who had not yet had time to smell the garbage and sewage.

As soon as she left the bathroom, Nikolai was pleasantly surprised ... the girl was even more beautiful than he had imagined. She was barely tall, barefoot, in a robe left over from his wife, she seemed to be the very goldfish that finally got the old man into the net. Her thighs when moving seemed to live on their own, their smooth swaying suggested how beautiful their dance was when masculine nature powerfully dissects them. There was a call on her face.

- Well, grandfather, weakly you fuck me? - she got up, sweetly stretched and slipped out of the robe, - Weak! But so be it, for lunch and for the bath I allow you to look!

Katya smiled, and the smile spoke of the sweetness of caress that a woman can give, and of the perfidy she possesses. Laughing green eyes, a chiseled nose, and plump, moist lips prayed for kisses.

The longer Nikolay looked at his chest, rhythmically rising from breathing, the more he understood that if today he would have a fabulous night.

“So you think I can't?” - Nikolay's eyes flashed predatory. He quickly undressed and pressed the coveted nipple. The blood struck Nicholas in the head, and he jumped on a calling female body like an enraged leopard.

The breath of the man stopped, and the mind began to fall into the previously unknown abyss of unrestrained, depraved lust. His hands touched his bare chest, which immediately filled her large palms, sweaty with passion.

“They say right,” said the guest quietly, “the old horse will not spoil the furrow!”

Nikolai’s fingers slid along the girl’s legs, trying to get to the wet, desirable entrance.

The girl gave up first and fell powerlessly on the bed.

- Kiss me, grandfather! - She said, having come to her senses, - Do you know how to kiss women as well?

He felt Katie’s arms dragging his head to his body, and with his lips he felt the velvet of her skin. His hands turned his head lower and lower, and Nikolay had to kneel down. The woman spread her legs wide, and his parched mouth went where the young guest wanted to get a kiss. After a stormy adventure, the cave was filled with life-giving moisture. He licked this moisture, completely drunk with delight, and his ears were delighted by the passionate moans of a woman. The old man’s hands dug into the elastic buttocks, and his lips, pressed tightly against the entrance, tried to enjoy every bit of flesh. The moans of the girl went into a scream. Time has lost its meaning and support.

Nikolai lay, pressing a hot body to himself and wondered if he should leave a woman with him. In the morning she got up, threw a robe, and went to make breakfast.

Known reflex raised from the bed and Nicholas. On the way to the toilet, he looked into the kitchen and saw the guest throw something into his tea.

He made her drink poison, but Katya refused, and tried to run away, but it was not there. The former butcher grabbed a kitchen knife from the table and thrust it into a tender female flesh with a professional blow.

From the sight of flowing blood and from the long-forgotten smell, Fokin felt so good that he immediately brought his instrument to combat readiness. The girl dying from blood loss was trembling in his arms, and he experienced an animal, an incomparable pleasure, looking at how her eyes glaze and her life drips from her body.

He dismembered the body of a woman and packed it in plastic bags. They were then found mushroom pickers in a nearby forest.

Marina

For several days he was afraid to leave the house and waited for the police to come after him, and then he wanted to drink fresh female blood one more time.

The girl he brought home was called Marina. Dear and beautiful prostitute did not know what to expect.

When the girl came out of the bath, sat down in a low chair and put her legs on the leg, the floors of her robe shamelessly dispersed.

- How do you like me? She asked.

From a loosely worn robe, one could see a full chest, which was so torn to freedom, so that it could be caressed by male hands.

- And I? - Removing the pants, Nikolai pressed the coveted nipple.

The girl knelt to take a closer look at the dignity of the old man. Her plump lips touched him like a fleeting whiff of wind, and his tongue began to dance the crown numbers, which demented all the men who had a chance to evaluate him.

“She is worth the money she asks!” Thought Nikolay, put the woman right on the carpet and entered her. Nikolai was exultant ... woman, young. Beautiful and so skillful in love is now in his full power.

Marina felt that the client was not going to finish, but took it seriously. But the rhythmic movements became slower and smoother, and then the man left her womb.

Marina, seeing him, the body that had not lost its force, took the initiative in her own hands. Now she performed on it a crown number from a treatise on love called the rider.

After a rest after a stormy race, Marina went into the shower, followed by a pensioner, clutching a knife in her hands ...

Affectionate Grandpa

He lived alone in his house. Next to him was a school. Nicholas allowed the boys and girls to play in his yard and tear berries from the bushes. Once, Anya and Vika, two pretty girls of ten and twelve years old, knocked on his gate. He spent their garden, and then called for tea with fresh jam. The girls, expecting nothing bad, entered his room ...

With the corpses of raped children, he acted as usual. The news of the disappearance of girls spread through the city very quickly. The monster, who knew the parents of these girls very well, sympathized with them as best he could ...

- What a pity! What a trouble, neighbors!

And then at the investigation he will tell ...

“The little girls somehow reminded me of the calves, which he had to score for particularly important bosses ... My life credo is to kill and drink the blood of the victims. Suffering is great, and inflicting pain and suffering on anyone is a real art, not everyone will be able to do it. My desire to kill people was born gradually. At first I liked to admire the perfect profile of the knife. The knife has become a living thing for me, it was my incarnation. Something told me to try, like a knife enters a human body. But I was afraid. He held the fear of punishment, he was executed for murder. I started with animals. Then there was work at the slaughterhouse. I liked to watch the blood flow through the knife, like droplets falling to the ground. There was a lot of blood at the slaughterhouse, her warmth excited me and I drank it with glasses. But I was always haunted by the idea of ​​doing the same with people ... ”

(The accused's style has been kept)

Punishment

From such a tumultuous life, Nikolay Mitrofanovich’s heart began to act up more and more often. One time the ambulance team arrived to him. The doctor who came to give him an injection was the father of one of the girls.

Seeing on TV a toy presented to his daughter for his birthday, he immediately reported it to the police.

Early in the morning of July, Viktor Fokin was still asleep, but the persistent knock on the door made him rise from the bed. On the staircase - a few men in uniform.

- Citizen Nikolai Mitrofanovich Fokin? - asked the foreman.

- Yes. It's me. He answered politely.

- We are from the police. You are detained, come with us to the department.

- What's the matter?! It's some kind of mistake! - the man tries to resent, although he understood that there was no mistake.

- Do not worry, in the office everything will become clear, his lieutenant calmed him. He still did not believe that the youthful pensioner standing in front of him was the most terrible killer maniac who had kept the entire city in fear for ten years.

Sixty-five-year-old Novosibirsk pensioner Viktor Fokin is charged with the murder of ten women and two girls.

The investigation concluded that the pensioner was killing for sexual reasons, enjoying the dismemberment of corpses.

During the years of "bloody work" in the city lost more than thirty women. Ten murders the court was able to prove. The elderly maniac committed the first murder in 1996, but he was only able to be detained now.

At trial, he justified his actions by eliminating human society from various scum.

Forensic examination found him fully sane.

Capital punishment threatened Viktor Fokin, but, according to the norms of the Criminal Code, it cannot be applied to persons who have reached the age of 60. Therefore, in the event he received 25 years of strict regime.

A. Novikov.