The Strangling Room Crime is nearly unknown in the future. Generations of rigorously enforced laws and draconian punishments have created an subordinated and lawabiding society, but no government is ideal. In a hierarchal society, there will aways be those with more strength than others, and even those in the upper echelons are prey to human nature. To the rich and strong, these laws are highly comfy, to muffle a political enemy, to lube the wheels of biz or, occasionally, just to keep the sheep in line. Because, regardless of the crime, there is only one punishment. The Throttling Apartment. It is nearly a veteran, a myth, because no one that has actually been sent there is ever seen again to converse about it. Which is why Jizzabelle doesnt realize where she actually is. Her mind is still reeling from the unexpected appearance of armed law enforcement officers who barged into the office and told her she was under arrest. Her coworkers were overwhelmed and observed in dismay, as Jizzabelle was cuffed, babbling about how this all had to be a error. Before she knew it, the fellows had ushered her into a van with dark, tinted windows and drove her to a cower, blandlooking house. Once inwards, they had liquidated her handcuffs and pushed her into an empty apartment. It didnt take lengthy for scare to set in. The apartment was downright nude, no signs of plaques on the walls, no notification of where she was, rules to go after or even a tabouret, where someone could question or converse to her. Other than the robust door they had shoved her thru, now locked, there was only a single window. It, too, was locked, but she thought she could hear motility just outside. She plumbed on the glass and called out, desperate to be let go, or even just understand why she was there. Then, a face suddenly emerged in the window. At very first, she sensed a beckon of ease, but that briefly died. The stud gawped cooly back at her, seeing her in a detached, nearly alien, way. She begged with him to help her, but he merely gazed, face inscrutable. Rapidly, he pulled the blinds on his side of the glass and he was gone. Jizzabelle was overwhelmed, dread like ice water washing over her, then the hairs on the back of her neck stood on end. Rolling around, she eyed that the fellow was in the apartment with her. He commenced to stalk her within the limited space. She retreated, staying out of reach, asking for grace, menacing to struggle him, even eliminating one of her highheels to brandish as a weapon. Like a cornered brute, she lunged at the dude, but, in her oppressive domination, she flailed frantically, her blows effortlessly batted away. He had been doing this job for a lengthy time and wrestled her with relief. With practiced precision, he looped a string around her neck and grappled her to the ground. Pulling cocksqueezing, he maneuvered into a posture of leverage, Jizzabelles raging thrashing ineffective, as she was cruelly throttled. Her gullet gaped open, tongue protruding, as she perceived her lungs blubbering out for air. Her eyes bulged, capillaries bursting, as the raunchy rope constricted about her neck. Her execution takes a few painful minutes, as the stud brutally gasps the life from her. Once she is dead, the boy unwraps her bare, diminished to a chunk of meat, sans regard to her dignity. He lifts her corpse off the floor and hauls it into another apartment, which contains a lot of dead bods. They are all nymphs and they are all bare, heaped together, limbs tangled in disarray. Jizzabelle is dumped with the rest of them, never to be seen or heard from

Jacuzzi Massacre Kiki recently had a bad break up and she has been a homebody for several weeks, watching TV and soaking in the Jacuzzi. Her friends come over to help cheer her up and invite her to a happening party. She agrees and starts to get ready when her ex bursts in pointing a gun. She tried to plead for her life, but he kills hershooting her in the forehead. She drops dead with a splash, into the Jacuzzi. The other two girls are freaking out. Nora tried to hide behind a tree. The pulls her out, seaming frustrated that there were these witnesses that he had not noticed in his focused rage toward Kiki. So, he has no choice, he shoot Nora in the chest and breast. She falls back into the Jacuzzi, dead. Finally, he turns his attention to poor, sweet, Karma, cowering against the lattice wall, fear defining her face. He raises his gun and though her mind hopes for a last minute burst of sympathy, instead, there is a flash and smell of gunpowder and she falls dead into his arms, a bloody hole in her head. He lays her on the wood floor and pauses for a moment to reflect on what has happened. Completing his reflection, he decides to have his way with the girls. He starts with Karma first, removing her shoes, feeling her smooth, white, nylons, and eventually undoing her blouse and playing with her breasts and rubbing her. He then moves to Nora. With her balanced on the edge of the Jacuzzi, he is able to fuck her mouth, which is very pleasurable. After a while, he has her repositioned and is fucking her young, teenage pussy. She is nice, and he spends quite a bit of time enjoying her in a couple positions. Next, he climbs into the tub and enjoys Kiki. She is just as he remembered her from a couple weeks ago, only now she was less bitchy. He fucked his dead exgirlfriend in the Jacuzziboth her mouth and pussy. Later, he had her laid out beside Nora and Karma. He went between fucking Kiki and Nora, fucked Noras stocking clad feet a bit, then finally came all over Karma before l

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Date Rape Murder A little drunk, Melody is brought home by a stranger. He invites himself in and shared some wine with her that he had with him. They talk for a bit, but soon, she is unconscious on the couch and he invited his buddy in. They start to take advantage of her there, but then move her to the bedroom. In the bedroom, they spend a long time, molesting her unconscious body. But once one of them shoves a cock in her mouth, she wakes up and tries to resist, but she is still heavily drugged. They work her over sexually. They take turns on her, force her to give BJ’s, fuck her, force her to orgasm with a dildo, fuck her and force there cocks in her mouth some more, and use a vibrator on her. Later, they tire her up, flip her over and shove a wine bottle up her pussy. They fuck her with it, taking turns fucking her mouth and fucking her with the wine bottle. Finally, they force her to suck their cocks until one cums in her mouth and one on her face. She is completely humiliated and broken down. She thinks it’s over, but one of the men wraps a garrote tightly around her neck. He pulls her up on the bed and strangles her while the other guy fucks her pussy with a bottle. It is a long struggle, but finally, they have murdered the poor girl. Next, they take turns fucking her body, then wrap her up in her bedding to take her out unseen

Fucking Bitch Cunt Emma just parted with her fresh paramour after a compelling meeting. She sways him off from her front door and heads into the living apartment to decompress from the enlivenment when all of a sudden a stud attacks her, kicking her a few times and grappling her to the ground. Its her ex. Or at least she thought he was. He stuffs her into the ground accusing her of being a cuckold biotch. When he gains total manage of her, he hauls her by her hair into the bedroom. Her wailing and howling only eggs him on as he gasps her for being so noisy. He binds her soles and mitts to the sofa clamping her with her gams stretched broad open. He rips off her sundress requiring to know if she bought it for the stud she was with. He ravishes her trembling appalled figure as she proceeds to refuse his perverse advances while he tazes her. Her bod tosses and heaves with the shocks from the contraption. He pulls a glass bottle from the side table drawer. She bellows in anguish as he pushes it inwards her, requesting that she open up her pussy. his vulva. He works it in and out of her, the inwards of her nearly demonstrable thru the glass. Throwing the bottle aside he rips her underpants off and pulls out a ebony impaler and wets it in her gullet, forcing her to gag on it. He pushes it inwards her and nails her with it, requesting to know if she hadnt cheated, why she is so moist. He pulls out a vibrator, her testicle tonic spatter and slobber with the strenuous pulses of the vibrator. She hates this stud and she cannot let him make her jizz, but she cannot hold off. She blows a load repeatedly as he compels her to climax over and over. He unties her and leaves her to tremble in a ball for a few moments before he picks up his lil overcame superbitch off the sofa and thrusts his lollipop in her gullet reminding her he is the one who permits her to breath. She gags and salivates on his penis as he porks her hatch before arching her over on the couch and catapulting his lollipop inwards of her. He romps her as she pleads for him to stop, but he doesnt. She cries and bellows her protestations to his foray, until he finishes off inwards her. Not glad with his very first suck job, he pulls her off the couch to give her a opportunity to save her own life. He tells her she must give him a nicer gargle job. He pulls her hair up and she commences inhaling on his beaver wettened bone and eating his testicles. She gives it her all until he pumps his superhot gooey blast on her tongue. But alas, its not superb enough. He pulls out a garrote and wraps the lean darkhued wire around her neck. Her eyes spin in the back of her head as she fights for footing and air. He tightens his take hold of, never relenting. She must remain his and only his forever. Her face becomes crimson and swollen before flushing as the life passes from her. He lays her figure on the sofa, wanting to have one last plumb sans her protest. He tongues her cunny just the way she loved it in life, when they were together, before putting his salami in her muff. He ravages her until he spunks again, falling over to lay on her naked pecs, the enjoy of his life. Fetish Elements Explicit Sexual Content, Nakedness, Crushing, Taser, Hair Pulling, Restrain bondage, Handcuffs, Clothes Tearing, Finger Pulverizing, Bottle Injection, Choking, Fake penis, Vibrator, Coerced Climax, Gagging, Face Poking, Deepthroat Job, Spit, Rape, Facehole Opening up, Wailing, Praying, Sobbing, Garrote Throttle, Necro Coochie Slurping, Necro Bangout, Necro, Underwear, High Highheeled slippers, Hip High Stocking, Bod Views, Sole Views.. Note Actresses are over Barely legal at the time of filming and the word nubile, teenager, youthfull female is only meant to imply barely legal age characters regardless of audience interpre

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Deadly Training Rachel is willing to put herself through anything to keep herself away from a boring desk job. Her trainers sit her down in a chair in the middle of their training dungeon and begin right away. They demand she give up the information she knows, but she refuses. They grab her by the neck and tease her, licking and slapping her face, and screaming at her to give up what she knows. They lift her up and begin rubbing her pussy through her pants, grinding their crotches on her legs. They strip her and flip her end over end as they tease her skin, sucking on her toes, slapping her ass, and marking her body with the fury of their open palms. They lay her on the ground and finger her as she reiterates that she won’t spill any secrets. They take turns shoving their cocks down her throat before propping her on a mattress and fucking her while taking explicit photos with their phone. They fuck her in several positions, taking turns and collecting incriminating evidence until one of the trainers blasts a load on her chest, the exhaustion causing her to pass out. They bind her hands and feet together with rope. So far this recruit has been doing great, having received high test scores. They chit chat about mundane life, their coworkers, their bosses, their women. Finished, they splash water on Rachel’s face, causing her to awaken to a cattle prod shocking her body and the incessant questions from her trainers. They tickle her, her laughs filling the chamber, the sensation to reach out impossible with her bound hands. They feel see has deserved a little break, untying her and giving her some water to drink. There is but one more exercise to complete, a strangulation test. The trainer grabs a rope and begins strangling Rachel. She struggles, coughing and clamoring for just a single breath of air. But the test is not ending as quickly as she would like, the danger becoming all too real as she realize she is being strangled for real. Her feet kick out and she drops to the floor where she dies. The trainer tries to wake her, realizing that he has just killed her. His career is over, she was a top recruit and now both their careers are in jeopardy. They can cover it up, that’s what they’re good at, but the loss of a qualified agent hurts even more

Raped and Strangled II Samantha was reading a book while her family watched TV downstairs. Suddenly, there was a crash. She walked up to the door. It sounded like arguing–again. She opened the door and went out. All of a sudden there is a gunshot, voices calling out, her little brother yells….She runs back into the room, more shots, her mom screams, so does her sister. More shots. Now it is all quiet. She approaches the door, she needs to get out. Suddenly he pushes open the door, she is overwhelmed with the smell of sweat and gun power he looks of rage. He wants her. He shoves her hard to the bed, turns her over and pulls down her pajama bottoms. He was going to rape her. She could not fight him, but he screamed and cried as he assaulted her. He fucked her hard and she kept trying to get away, screaming and crying the whole time. She called out for her mom—he told her they were all dead. After a while of fucking the whiny, crying little cunt, he had had enough, and punched her out. Unconscious, he keeps fucking her. Then, he puts his hand on her neck and starts to choke her. She wakes up, and suddenly he picks her up roughly by her neck and flings her around on the bed. He is violent slamming his cock into her as he swings her and smashes her against the mattress and headboard. He tears off her shirt, exposing her shirt and keeps pounding her. with this cock. They move all over the bed then down to the floor. He hits her. He tries to jam the sheets in her face to shut her up. Then, he flips her back on the bed, punching her occasionally. Furniture gets tossed, bedding thrown, he shoved her head into a desk drawer for a moment to try and shut her the fuck up. Sweat flies off both of them in puddles. He keeps fucking her, she keeps screaming and crying. Finally, he takes her torn shirt, wraps it around her neck and strangles her. He does not let up and keep fucking her as he kills the little bitch. When she is dead, he keeps fucking her until he blows his load all over her fine tits and face. As he dresses, he hears the sirens. Then he quickly exits. The police radio sounds as views of the ravished, dead, teenage girl are displayed.

Home Invasion Stella is standing in her white bra and panties sobbing on the phone about some psycho stalkers behavior. Suddenly, she looks up and the creep is standing in her doorway. Stella freaks out screaming and the guy attacks her. She fights back, swinging wild punches and manages to escape. When she turns into the kitchen to grab a knife she is ambushed by her stalker’s big buddy. The two men throw Stella to the sofa and pin her down. They stroke their cocks through their jeans and unzip their flies. Stella sobs and pleads for them not to do what she knows they’re going to do. They take turns forcing their cocks in Stella’s pouty mouth. They throw her to the floor and strip off her underwear. The two attackers rub their awful cocks all over Stella’s pretty face. The thin one forces his big schlong down her poor throat while the other rapes her from behind. They pin her to the ground and take turns railing Stella missionary style on the carpet. They force her to look in their eyes while they defile her. The big one humiliates her by stepping on her pretty little face as his friend rapes her. Stella gets thoroughly spitroasted. The two men grab and fuck her little pale body like an inanimate object. Just when Stella starts to quiet down and submit to her attacker’s brutal whims, Aaron grabs her from behind and wraps his big hands around her thin neck. Her much stronger attacker keeps fucking Stella’s pussy as he throttles her. Stella gargles and chokes, clawing at the man’s hands, but she can’t free herself from the deadly grip. Eventually, Stella falls still and silent, the life choked out of her. Her killer keeps fucking her for a bit, then they pick Stella’s little body up and drap her over the arm of the sofa. The big guy takes his turn fucking Stella’s body doggystyle, while the strangler fucks her gaping dead maw. The big guy cums on Stella’s pale ass while her killer dumps his goo in her throat. They make sure to grab her phone, so they can hunt down all her pretty friends.