The Spy Lady

I am Don, a very high official of, what shall be an unnamed agency in our government, intended to gather information about enemy activities all over the world.
We have recently (over the last 1& /12) lost a high number of active agents to one particular enemy agent.

This agent has of course made quite a name for herself, and is the object of both hate and admiration. She has been given the level of legend in the minds of many of our agent, but not for merely the number of agents she had terminated, but the method used to do so.

Most of the agents she terminated were found, naked with a clear plastic bag over their heads. But evidence also showed that she had fucked each agent (both men and women) till their death, while evidence further showed that our agent usually died just after or while having an orgasm. So you can imagine the kind of legend she had become.

Both hated, feared while at the same time desired. I must admit I had on several occasion, while going over the reports containing the details of these agents termination found myself fantasizing what it would be like to die in just such fashion.

Today was normal in every way until I received the call form Emma, one of our top female agents. It seems that she had captured this enemy agent ( Tina ). Tina was captured just as she left a party in which she had terminated Dave, (Emma's partner) in the usual fashion. I directed Emma to bring Tina directly to me.

As Emma arrived with Tina, I must admit that when she entered the room, in spite of her hand cuffs, she exuded sexuality. He appearance as a tall blond with very long legs, accentuated by her short sequenced dress. Her walk was one of confidence and she moved in such a way to make anyone in the room desire her immediately.

Emma was visibly angry at her and I know that it had been with great self control she had resisted killing her on the spot.

Emma: “This bitch terminated Dave sir, I am so sorry I allowed him to go in with her alone, but he assured me he would stay in control at all times”. Emma’s shame and sorrow were both very evident. “I blame my self for not refusing to
allow this sir.”

As I looked at Emma, I said

Don: “Your not to blame Emma, we all know how head strong Dave was, and he is certainly not our first agent to act in an unwise and fatal manner when it concerns agent Tina here”. I could see that Tina was proud of herself and it enraged Emma, who took all this so personally.

Emma: “Let me have her sir, I will make her sorry for the day she ever became a spy”.

Don: “I do not doubt that Emma, but Tina will be taken care of and terminated all in due order, I promise to allow you to view her body after it is finished if you wish agent Emma.”

Emma: let me have 10 minuets with her before you turn her over for interrogation sir, just ten minuets?”

Don: I’m sorry agent Emma, but that will not happen, now your dismissed.” As Agent Emma turned to leave , under protest, she brought her knee up hard into Tina’s stomach. It obviously caught her by surprise and knocked the air out of her… she cursed and staggered, finally falling to her knees. With great delight and pride, the well built and lovely Emma strutted out of the room.

Don: (just as agent Emma reached the door) “Please have the guard outside the door come in for a moment would you Emma?”

Guard: “May I be of assistance sir”?

Don: I want you to stand outside my door (the only possible exit from the room) if it should open, and you see This female agent first, you are to shoot with out asking questions.”

Guard: “Yes sir,” and he exited.

Tina looked at me with her soo sexy eyes with an unspoken question on her face.

Well well Tina, I have hoped for you capture, as you know you are in for two or three weeks of merciless torture and interrogation to be followed by your termination, after we have extracted all the secrets you hold.

I could see that this prospect visibly moved her, although she tried hard to not show her dread or fear.

Don: Tina will you answer me something in perfect honesty? It is of a personal nature and not an intelligence nature?”

Tina: “if it gives no information that wil harm my agency, yes I will be perfectly honest with you.”

Don; Tina you have terminated to many of our agents. (As I said this she straightened with visible pride) And their method of death and condition of the crime scene have driven me to certain conclusions I now want you to confirm.

I paused and rose from my seat behind my desk and walked around the desk to stand near her.

Don; “I believe that you are turned on sexually by the thought of killing some one, I don’t mean just by the sex you have with many of them, but by the very fact of killing them regardless of weather you had sex or not, Am I correct in this conclusion?”

Tina: “MMM yes your right. I’ve had death fantasies since I was a girl of 12. When I became an agent, it was a dream come true.” (As she spoke I could see her trying to reach her pussy ) “I could be a double agent. I could snuff many of their agents long before they suspected I’d switched sides. I care nothing about loyalty to either agency, I just enjoy snuffing people, and I have often had fantasies about snuffing many of them already.”

She was very mater of fact about her answer.

Don: “Well Tina, that’s not going to happen. Now let me ask you further. It’s my understanding that a few times our agent nearly killed you, and by your pure sexuality, you turn it around on them. My question is this, when you believed you were about to die, did the prospect of your own death turn you on as much as the thought of killing them did?”

Tina: “Your very perceptive, (she said as her cuffed hands tried to touch her breast) If one of them had refused to give into my charms and went ahead and snuffed my, I believe I would have died in orgasm, just as did many of them.”

“Don: Well then Tina. My guess was right. Tina I like many of my agents have also fantasized about fucking you and seeing for my self if you were a good at sex as your fable has promised. And based on my lust I am going to make you an offer, that if you choose to accept it, would spare you the weeks if torture before you death.”

Tina was very interested as I talked.

Tina: Well Don lets hear you offer, I am already intrigued.”

Don: What I offer in place of the torture and death, is an immediate erotic death.
What will be required of you is simply to make love to me, and allow me to experience first hand your expertise in pleasing your sexual partner. But as I enjoy your body, I will also be killing you with a clear plastic bag over your head. Will you accept this offer or take your natural fate as a captured enemy agent?”

Tina: (with out hesitation ) “I told you I have no loyalty to the agency. My loyalty is to my personal fulfillment. Yes Don I accept you offer, when will my deatha dn your pleasure take place?’

Don: (as I moved closer to her) “Right now Tina” ( I leaned over and kissed hor lips and she passionately returned the kiss)

I broke off the kiss and went and pulled a hidden bed out of the wall. Then I set behind my desk once again. I took out a gun from my desk and then invided her to come to me. She came and I ,while holding the gun on her, I un cuffed her.

Don: ‘Now undress for me dear, then I will re cuff you, for my safety. I’m ssure you understand since our agents were all bound as they died.”

Tina: “I understand perfectly.”

She said , then she began to undo her sequenced dress. She allowed it to drop at her feet revealing the sexiest goddess like lady I had ever beheld. As she stepped out of her dress she was left wearing white thigh high hose with a garter belt, and a white bra designed more to please the viewer than anything else. And please me she did… I could feel my cock growing in anticipation. Realizing she was on display, she then turned around revealing her full, shapely, firm ass cheeks with only the thong thread to hide anything. She was very observant too.

Tina: “I assume all this will be taped for your future viewing. Am I correct dear?’

Here use of the word dear to me, her killer made me realize even more the depth of her death fantasy.

I got up from the desk, still holding the gun on her and told her to turn around with her hands behind her this time, so I could replace the cuffs. She willingly obeyed. As I cuffed her hands I noticed her hands were very beautiful and sexy too. To bad I had to take them out of play here. I then turned and put the gun back into my desk and walked to the bed, leading her as I went. I can not explain the heavenly way she moved as we walked the short distance. I opened the drawer of the table next to the bed and pulled out a clear plastic bag and a long silk scarf, laying them on the table for future use.

Don: “There’s no use rushing this for either of our sakes Tina Dear.” Since she had used the term dear I returned the favor.

As I set down on the bed, she came nearer willingly, even anxiously, and knelt on her knees in front of me. With out my telling her too she leaned over and aimed for my cock with her open mouth.

Don: “you hurt me dear and all you get is the torture chamber again”

Tina: I am not going to hurt you dear, now trust me to keep my promise because I would rather die, erotically while you pleasure me, than be tortured.

With this she proceeded to take my waiting cock into her mouth and expertly bring me to the very brink of exploding… she then with drew her mouth. Looking up at me she said.

Tina: “Lets save that for when your inside me shall we Don, my killer?’

Never had I heard the words “My killer” used in such a sexy fashion, and it sent shivers through my body nearly as powerful as her mouth fuck had done.

I then lay back onto the bed and told her to mount me as I faced up. She willingly and oh so sexily worked her way onto the bed and squatting over my huge cock she paused. I looked at her parted legs and seen her wet panties.

Tina: “Will you move my panties to the side for me my killer, I seem to be a little tied up at the moment.”

Her ability to make this just like we were a newly married couple about to consummate their wedding, made me hornier than I ever remember being, I knew the hard part for me was going to be not to squirt my cum into her early like a newly wed groom might do.

I moved the panties aside and she lowered herself, catching my hand in her wetness as she set, everything this sex machine did was calculated to thrill both me and her.
I took the opportunity to feel her wetness and hear her moan I did. She was turned on and ready for what ever I wanted. She began to move up and down, bring me instant pleasure.

Tina: “Don, had it ever occurred to you, to keep me as your personal sex slave and snuff me when ever you wanted. That way your could enjoy my honey anytime you wished. And for your favor I would give you some important secrets from my agency each time, making it worth my continued existence.”

She was always thinking, and the high state of ecstasy I was in made this offer sound very appealing to me. I now understood how so many of our top agents had become fatally careless in her presents, I wondered what propositions she had made that turned the table saving her live and costing some of them theirs, when she was near death, and still came out the only survivor. I found myself weighing the merits of her offer when I with out a word of response to her thought, reached over and took the bag off the table.

As her eyes watched as my hand picked up the bag, to my surprise, she began to go into orgasm. It was as if she had deeply hoped I refused her offer , so she could finally find out what it would be like to realize her long held death fantasy. As I raised it toward her face, she leaned over making it easier for me to get the bag over her head. Then I grabbed the Scarf and tied it securely, assuring she could get no more air than what was inside the bag.

Tina: So you are to finally be my last lover?’ she said as the bag began to contract and expand with her sexually increased breathing. She began to move, it seemed, form one orgasm to another.

I took my hands and pulled them down form the scarf to her bouncing breast. As I rolled her erect nipples between my thumb and finger, I realized she was not being truthful to me. I was not her final lover, Death was. It did not matter who was inside her she would be exploding in orgasm if she knew she was about to die.

I can not describe how great this experience was for me. Her motions were nothing less than perfect, and even in her ecstasy she never forgot to pleasure me. She was all that legend had made her out to be and more. As I was lost in my own pleasure I noticed she was beginning to sway back and forth. Then I realized she was out of air, and growing weak. I reached and steadied her, noticing that all of her efforts were going into humping me. Her Orgasms seemed to continue, but her other body functions were growing near an end. Her pussy muscles were milking my cock better than I had ever received, and it was then I stopped fighting it and allowed myself to explode inside her dying pussy.

She started to fall forward now and I held her up with my hands on her shoulders as my cock emptied its self inside her. Finally her head dropped. I allowed her body to lower gently and lay on top of mind… I reached up and raised her head so I could give her a kiss through the bag that was taking her very life as I kissed her. She moaned and moved gently a few more times then the death jerks begin. I reached around her body and un cuffed her arms. They fell gently to my side. I now pushed her limp and yielding body off me and onto her back to lye motionless beside my own exhausted body.

I remember thinking, what would it have been like if I had taken her up on her offer to be my sex slave. I know she would have waited any opportunity to turn the tables on me as she had on so many of my agents. But it might have been worth it.

Don
 

I set in the dark strip joint... it smelled and was filled with men full of lust... I inquired who the manager was... and eventually he came over.

I layed $5000. on the table in front of him and told him I was looking for a girl that I could take with me and if she never returned no one would look for her...       He smiled at me and says

."Got some pretty kinky stuff in mind then".Well I do have a girl that fits that discription. Her name is Teri... she is a real pleaser around her, but has no real friends or family near by, if thats what you mean... and if you add $1000 more to this pile I will give it to the police chief that comes here often and ask him to ignore any request for him to look for her. So What you got in mind.. Killing the bitch?" Then he adds "Not that its any of my business"... I'll arrange for her to meet you right after her show in our private room... offer her some money and she will go anywhere with you".

I stayed and wtched the shows and when Teri came out I could see why she was such a pleaser... she was lude and unashamed to show what she had.. Her dance was very sensual and it made my cock rise. I was happy with this choice. When her show finished she come into the private room the manager ahd arranged for us.

Teri entered and emediatly I smelled her... she smelled of cheap perfume... strong cheep perfume.... She came over and asked what I had in mind... I told her I wanted a lap dance for starters... Teri was happy to ablige... It was easy to tell this was not her first lapdance and since we were in a private room touching me or me touching her did not seem to be a problem. At the end of her dance I paid her while carelessly flashing lots or big bills... I watched her looking at all the cash I had on me.

"Would you like to earn more of this money Teri?... Im looking for a girl to party with me all night... It will pay good?"

With out hesitation Terri said

"I'll do almost anything for money honey...'

"Are you ready to go now?" 

I asked 

"Just give me a few minuets to gather what I will need for a night"

She left and returned in less than 5 minuets. (I was surprised at how quickly she returned).

 in the car she leaned into me... her short skirt rode up her legs and she asked

"What do you have in mind? The kinkier the better"

she said

"My fun may involve you being bound so I can take some pictures.... Hope you don't mind"

I said as my hand is on her legs and slowly moving up toward her crouch... She did not seem at all surprised

"Honey as long as I can hold the key to the cuffs its ok to bind me."

She answered

We drove for about 30 minuets to a secluded cabin I had rented for the tonight... there were no other buildings with in a mile and it was at the end of the road.

As we walked in Terry asked

"Do we have any booze?"

I apolizised and told her we did not.

once inside I had her strip... as she striped she said

"We have not discussed price... you need to know that pictures cost extra and if you want sex it depends on the type of sex you want"

"I have no problem paying extra dear"

I said knowing that payment was not going to happens "

"You just give me your best and your all and you  can ask pretty much any price ...with in reason"

I answered her. I brought her a pair of cuffs and had her turn around and put her arms behind herself.... I cuffed her and she asked for

"the keys please"

I just laughted and she asked again more sternly this time... I doubled my fist and hit her hard in the chin... knocking her down on  the floor next to the bed.

She lay their stunned as I picked her up and placed her naked bound body onto the bed... She starts crying and begging

"OH God what are you going to do.... Please don't hurt me... I'll do anything you want... an  and I ..I won't even charge you ... just please don't harm me/"

I pulled Teri's head up by her flaming red hair and set her up on the beds edge... I pulled out  my hard cock and demanded she suck it...    Moaning she took my cock into her mouth... I could tell mine certainly was not the first cock she had sucked either.... I had a real slut on my hands here. After I enjoyed her mouth a while I layed her back onto the bed and parted her legs... I slid in so easily... she was driping wet...

"So you are a bit turned on arn't you Teri.... You like it rough don't you"

BUt her pussy was a bit to well used and loose for me ... so I quickly pulled out and turned her over demanding that she raise her ass to me... I parted her ass cheeks and drove my cock deep inside her ass.... She moaned as I drove deep.. and fucked hard... I reached over and picked up the large bra she had discarded... I quickly wraped it around her throat and pulled it hard toward me... raising her up... I heard her gasp and choke... her arms fought the cuffs... I fucked her ass the best I could but she now started fighting... realizing I planned to kill her... in muffled words she said somthing like

"Stoooop    Pleeease.... ughtyw... Don't..... Do Tis... I'll Do anything you want...  Pleeassse  mmmfffpf"

I pulled harder to stop her chatter... and I said to her

"All I want Teri is to fuck your dead corpse.... Now how could you possible let me do that  with out me first killing you.... But feel free to fight all you want... I enjoy a good struggle'

With this her fear turned to panic. Teri tried to fight and kick and rise up... my cock kept floping out of her ass because of her struggle... I watched as her face turned red to match her hair..... Since I could not keep my cock  in her ass anyway I rold her over so I could see her eyes... They were tear filled and huge with fear... your legs kicked hard and furiously... she tired to bump her head against mine... her arms tried to reach from behind her back but she could barly get them past her left rib cage to barly touch my knee.... I watched her struggle go from frantic to begin slowing... Her eyes told me she knew she was going to die now... she seemed to simply try to endure till it was all over... and it soon was... Her strugggles stoped with occasional jerks and quivers... your eyes remained open as did her mouth... her toungue was at the edge of her lips and seemed swollen... This beauty was now pretty ugly from death... I found my self wishing I had bagged her so her face would not have distorted so much....

I fucked her pussy again now that she was dead... but was interupted by her pissing on my balls.... I pulled out and parted her lips and fucked her mouth again... driving deeper this time than Teri had taken me in while she was alive... I used her all night stoping from time to time to allow my cock some rest waiting till I could get it up again....

I Took lots of pictures and was glad for the video camera I had set up and started just before I cuffed Teri.... This slut would soon be at the bottom of the large lake near the cabin... and no one would ever hear from her again.

Don

I was surprised when Annie contacted me, because we had not seen each other for three years.

Annie was a hit lady I had meet when I had been hired to kill Sheree. As I tailed Sheree and her lesbian lover I noticed some one else seemed to be following her also. When I cornered this other stalker, it was Annie. She told me she was following the Lesbian lover named Betty, She was hired to do a hit on her. Annie suggested we work together and so we did.

In the course of the three days it took us to finish the joint hits we became lovers. Annie was a very pretty small women, but she knew her business. She was efficient and deadly, not to mention a passionate and good lover.

We went in on the two lesbian lovers as they were preoccupied with each other. We used chloroform to subdue them, tied them up and when they
began waking up we bagged them and made love as we watched them die.

I had not heard from Annie again until now. Hit people seldom find out about each other and get together even less often so naturally I was cautious about meeting her. I did not know yet that she had accepted a contract to kill me.
She planned on using our past brief relationship to get close enough to me to kill me.

We met at a prearranged restaurant and talked. She was beautiful and dressed to seduce me. We talked awhile and she invited me back to her motel room on the out skirts of town. As we walked in to her room she turned and kissed me as she moved her hips against me seductively. I held her close feeling to see if she was hiding a gun. She broke off and said

“ Let me get dressed for this.”

She went into the bathroom and closed the door. I began to quickly look around the room. In about 3 minuets she came out and stood in the door. She was wearing a Lite Blue silk see-through body length cape robe tied at the neck & falling open as it went to the floor. Underneath she was wearing a matching bra and panties with a matching hose. The light came from the bath room making her body look like a shadow of perfect shape. I was ready for an exciting night.

I went to her and put my arms around her slight but firm body feeling her tight ass. I pulled her close and we kissed. She slowly walked me backward toward the bed and nudged me to lay down. She then climbed on top and began to kiss my body (This was a real change). I loved it as she came to my shorts she took my throbbing cock and began to lick it. I was so excited I took her head in my hands and pulled her down on my dick as she opened her mouth taking me in all the way. She continued this until I was about to explode, then she moved up my body until we were eye to eye.

She took her hand and guided me inside her and began kissing me on The lips as our tongues played over each other. her passion was at a very high level. I began to wonder if she were excited about something I knew nothing about, sense I had not done much to pleasure her at all, I just accepted what she was doing to me.

As we worked on each other I pumped her hard I
noticed something that did not seem to fit our love making. Annie was slowly moving her right hand under the pillow as if she were reaching for something. Soon she pulled it out and down to my side, I felt something cold like metal and then I heard the familiar click of a gun and another click followed by a third.

As I continued to pump into her she raised her head with a surpassed look on her face.

“I found the gun while you were getting dressed, and I removed the bullets”

I said. I took hold of her arms as I carefully rolled over on top of her.

“Who hired You?”

I asked as I looked into her lovely frightened eyes.

“Patty Barber”

she said. Patty was one of my team mates in helping plan difficult hits, I wondered why she would want me dead.

“Do you know why?”

I asked as I pumped her harder.
Her breath became even more quick.

“No I was hired to do the job.”

“What now?”

she asked as she looked around for a possible weapon.

“I think you know”

I said as I pulled the Blue silk decorative belt from her cape. I slowly pulled it behind her head and she said,

“ You don’t have to do this. I’ll help you hit Patty.and we’ll forget about this.”

“IM sorry”

I said watching her as I lightly tied the belt around her neck,

“but you pulled the trigger. Now you must pay the price.”

I quickly tightened the belt as she quickly tried to get her fingers under the belt. She was to late. I tightened the belt and listened as she began to gasp and wheezes. Her hands went out looking for something to use against me, there was nothing. I raised up keeping my cock inside her as she began to fight more emphatically. Her legs tightened around me and kicked at the same time. This was very excellent. The more she fought the better it felt.

She had killed others and enjoyed it, now she knew I was enjoying her death.

“Your going to Die Annie, You intended this for me.”

She rolled her head more violently back and forth, she pulled at the rope, she tried to scratch me, she tried to kick me, she tried to scream. Finally she began to weaken. Her eyes were blood shot and her lips were blue. Her head turned sideways and she stared into nowhere as her hands slowly slid down my arm and rested, one on her chest and the other fell out to the side of the bed.

I kissed her gently and said

“Thank You for the best night we’ve shared together”.

I listened to her chest and heard no heart beat. I with drew from her pussy as I raised up. I slowly turned her body over savoring every sight of my conquered foe’s beautiful body. I walked out thinking of how to kill Patty.

Yoko’s Promise

Yoko and I are both professional killers and we are also married for three years now. Yoko never believed in divorce but that marriage should be until “death do us part”. “Divorce hurts more than death” she said. When we were married she made me promise if I ever got tired of our marriage I would not divorce but kill her first, and she promised the same for me. Well you know what has happened, that’s right I was tired of marriage. Not tired of making love to Yoko. I didn’t hate her, I was just tired of being married to her. Because of my promise I seen only one solution, I had to kill Yoko.

I told her we were going on a second honey moon to a secluded cabin far in the country. As we arrived she was so excited when we got inside we kissed and I could tell she was turned on.
I asked “Do you want to make love in the pool or just do it on the rug . “A pool? We have a pool lets do it their” she said as she was undressing. Yoko is
one hot Asian babe with long black hair, shapely legs and small but near perfect breast. In bed she was unmatched, I would sure miss her when it was all over.

I jumped in the pool first and waited for her to enter, she looked so pretty standing their stark naked with her dark oriental skin and her long thick black hair. I wondered if I should tell her before I kill her of just do it fast so she never knows what happened. I'm sure I’ll decide at the last moment. She slipped in the water in a very sexy fashion. and swam over to me and we embraced and kissed deeply as she moved close under water knowing her actions were turning me on. I went below the surface and parted her legs as I touched her pussy with my fingers lightly parting them. Then I moved my tongue closer to her as she parted her legs farther making room for me. As I touched her she jerked in anticipation and I began to slowly work on her tasting the chlorine mixed with her juices. she was wreathing with pleasure when I needed air and came up and kissed her again. As I started down again she stopped me and said “Let me” as she took a breath and went under. I felt her handle my ready cock and then take me into her mouth. It felt sooo good I nearly came immediately. As she started to surface for air I grabbed her hair and held her there longer forcing my cock farther into her mouth. She was patient and tried to continue pleasing me but soon her need for air was to great to ignore.

She pulled away from my cock and started to surface. I stopped her about 6 inches from the air she longed for so badly. Finally as her struggles were desperate I released her. She shot to the surface coughing and gasping for air. Breathing hard she looked at me and said “You’ve never carried the game that far” (she was referring to our asphyxia games we both enjoy so much). I looked at her and said “Yoko I wasn’t playing a game,” I said as I pulled her closer and take one hand and hold her hair ( so she can’t tell) so she can’t run far. “What do you mean she asked putting her arms around me as she still breathed hard.

“Do you remember when we got married”.

‘Yeeees I dooo. that's why were hear to remember that”.

“Do you remember when we got to the room the first thing you said to me.”

“Yes I said with me marriage is a‘till death do us part’ proposition.

“And you made me swear I would never divorce you.”

“I remember” she said looking at me trying to figure out where this is going.

“What did you say I should do if I ever decide I don’t want to be married to you any longer?”

“Kill me first” she said.

“Do you still feel that way” I asked

“Yes” she said with out hesitation “Why”.

“Yoko have you ever had second thoughts about being married to me, be honest I requested”

“ Sure that's natural”

“Did you ever get so serious you began planning my death?” I asked looking into her eyes trying to judge what was going on behind them.

“Only one time when I thought you were falling for Sylvia, but when you killed her at my request I forgot it.”

“How were you going to kill me.”

“I was going to throw something electrical into your
bath.”

“I see well Yoko I recently had such thoughts about you.”

“That's OK” she said getting closer to me and reaching down to rub my belly “Everyone has doubts sometime”

“Would you like to hear how I planned to end our marriage Yoko?”

“Sure if you want to tell me.”

“Well I planned to take you to a secluded cabin in the country, get you in the pool and drown you.”

Yoko is no dummy and I could see on her face she knew exactly what I was telling her. She also became aware of my arms around her holding her hair so she decided to talk instead of fight hoping for a chance to get away.

“Your going to drown me You don’t love me?’

"Yoko I just don’t want to be married any more.”

“I’m making you unhappy?”

“Yoko” I said as I change my position moving slowly around behind her “I don’t want to talk about it I just want to get it over with” I moved my hands to her shoulders and started to push down. She surprised me by not fighting to stay up, but she went under and pushed away from me. Yoko was used to the chance of death in our business, and now she thought coolly and calmly. She would have gotten away at least temporarily except for her long hair. I grabbed it and stopped her get away. I yanked her back toward me, but she was still smart and calculating (making her my most difficult victim ever) She now went straight for my groin, not to pleasure me now but to hurt me. I pulled my knee up just in time and hit her hard in the forehead. She was obviously dazed as bubbles came to the surface. I grabbed her and turned her around pulling her tight against my body with my arms around her neck and chest. She struggled and kicked trying to work loose from my grip, while at the same time her hands were trying to get to me balls. I held her body so tight she could not get her arm between my body and hers to reach me.

I don’t know how it happened but she somehow got enough leverage on the bottom to force herself up surprising me and hitting her head on my chin rather hard. It caused me to momentarily loosen my grip on her and she broke the surface, turning and grabbing me while I was dazed. I would have expected her to try to get away but not Yoko she is ever the killer, and is now trying to kill me. She pushes me below the surface and it takes me a few seconds to get my clarity back.

Finally I pushed up from the bottom forcing her out of the water half way before she fell back with a splash. I knew she had not had enough time to
get her breath back so I grabbed her hair again and held her under. Her struggles were now getting less calculated and more desperate. I pulled her
to me and forced my cock in side her pussy, I could tell from her reaction this startled her she struggled to get loose grom my grip, but not from my
cock. She seemed happy to have it inside her. To my surprise she even began moving up and down on it. This was no ordinary lady, how I was going to miss her.

Soon she seemed to accept her fate and stopped fighting me But now she was f***ing me. I went below the surface my self and began to admire her a new.

She knew death was near ( moments away) and she is set on having one final orgasm. I could tell she was near her climax but she was trying to put it off as long as possible she knew she always screamed when she climaxed and if she screamed now it would be fatale. She moved and f**ked and pleasured me she was so beautiful with her hair floating all around her now and I could see the increasing struggle on her face. So now my main goal was not to kill Yoko but just to bring her to orgasm, which of course would cause her to scream, which of course would kill her. I know it was only seconds but it seemed much longer as we faced each other in this sexual dilemma.But soon , as we both knew it would, it happened. Her eyes got big and she threw her head back and opened her mouth, I heard the scream. The few bubbles she had left came out and she looked at me again. shaking she took a breath of water.Her body began to convulse and cough as she went from pleasure to pain in a matter of seconds. I watched as she lost consciousness and her upper body began to sink to the bottom as we were still joined by my cock. I pulled out of her and quickly surfaced, badly needing air myself.

I climbed out of the pool and looked back at her on the bottom by her self, her body surrounded by her hair was so lovely I don’t know how long I watched her there. I snapped out of it when I heard the helicopter approaching from the agency. They were coming to dispose of the body for me. I jumped into the pool and swam to her I noticed her cum and my juices drifting in strings in the water around her pussy. I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her to the side of the pool. I climbed out and reached back and wrapped her hair around my arm and hoisted her out by the hair of the head. I carried her over to a massage table laid here unceremoniously down and went to the house to get a pair of scissors, as the helicopter landed.

When I came out two men were standing admiring her nude body.

“How will you dispose of her I asked?”

“Fly her out to sea, weigh her and throw her
in”.

I raised her head and began to cut her hair off to keep as a momento,

“Sir I know she was your wife and all, and I don’t want to do anything improper and all, but would you mind if I enjoyed her body during the twenty
minuet flight.”

“Enjoy your self” I said “she would be flattered if she knew.” I watched as they carried her limp, cool but still pliable body to the
helicopter. As I carried her lovely hair into the cabin I could see the man kneeling beside yoko’s body unzipping his pants.

Don

My wife (Gena) and I have been married for a just under five years. We have been happy together but we have had a real financial struggle. It shouldn't be this way because Gena's father was a very wealthy man. The problem? He did not like me. When we were married he changed his will to leave her out. We were in love so we thought we could make it OK without his money.

He was into "Death Fantasy" and it was rumored that he occasionally took part in actual snuff gatherings where someone was snuffed for the entertainment of the others in the group. We did not know what to make of such rumors, but would later find out that they were true and that most of the people we know from his side was also int this fantasy life.

As far as the will We always thought he would eventually change his mind, that was until he passed away two years ago. In his will he said the only way either of us could get the use of his money was if we agreed to enter a snuff contest that would eventually end in one of us snuffing the other. We would agree to do no such thing...that is until the last year of our marriage.

During this last year we have had extreme financial difficulties and the added pressure on our marriage caused us to start having marital difficulty also. We found our selves fighting and threatening each other until one night Gena reminded me of her fathers will and she suggested that we end our fighting, and financial problems at the same time, by entering into this snuff contest.

It wasn't a contest so much as a computerized choice as to how is to be the snuffer and who is to be the snuffee. Once we decided to go through with this contest we stopped fighting. It was wonderful, but we both knew to keep this harmony between us we would have to go through with the contest. We started working out the different scenarios to act out if I were the one snuffed or if she were the one snuffed. We discovered and amazing thing. As we talked about how we preferred to snuff and be snuffed we were actually getting sexually turned on by the proposition. So we moved on to actually acting out snuffing each other in various ways. For the first time we began to understand her fathers love of the "Death Fantasy".

We contacted the people his will instructed us to, and they were very helpful and encouraging. We met with them three times and decided we would get together with all of her fathers living Death Fantasy friends and allow a computer to randomly select one of us to be the snuffer and the other to be the snuffee.

The night was filled with electricity from the anticipation to the arrival of the first guest and finally the starting of the computer's choice. There were about thirty-six guest in all and every one seem ultra turned on by the snuff competition. As we both stood in front of them awaiting the computers choice we held hands and were both genuinely excited, with sweaty palms and all. Finally the results were in and the EMC read the results.

She announced " The results are as follows.....The snuffer is to be DON.... and the snuffee is to be GENA". I remember as if it were yesterday as we looked at each other each knowing our chosen fate. The actual snuffing was to take place at another party one month later. I remember as the guest partied on through the night each coming up and congratulating or condoling us as they thought appropriate.

Finally were alone at last and I ask Gena how she flit about the results and if she still wanted to continue with the plan. She surprised me by cuddling close to me and saying...." I'm fine with the results darling...think of all the fun we will have this month as we decide how I should be snuffed, and act out the different ideas we have while deciding."

The fact is she was right it was unbelievable as we pretended I shot, stabbed, strangled, drown. and poisoned her in our final act together...the sex was the best we ever had in all our lives. Finally in the end we could not decide on the final method so she decided to let me surprise her in front of the guest.
The last week she decided to go shopping for the right things for her last night on earth.
 

She insisted on going alone with only the lady that was to MC her final snuff party. I was not allowed to know anything she purchased until the night of the party.
The night before we were saying our good bye to each other and the sex was unmatched for both of us as we knew what the next morning would bring.

As the guest began arriving we could see that they shared our heightened since of excitement and sexual turn on I watched my wife as she greeted each, with many kissing her very passionately and taking liberty to feel her nice firm body. There comments were mixed with condolences and celebration.
Finally the party was underway and it came time for her last official comments to the crowd before I was free to snuff her at will.

She was dressed in a long bath type robe and looked at the guest with a smile and said:

"Well welcome everyone, you all know what is going to happen here tonight and I hope it is all you hope it will be. I spent yesterday shopping for a few last minuets items...First I was looking for the right outfit to leave the land of the living in and "

She backed up and untied the rob drooping it to the floor reviling a thin see through baby doll nighty..You could hear the gasp of appreciation go through the crowd as they admired her flawless figure.

" Then I wanted to allow my dear sweet husband the right to snuff me in any fashion he should prefer, so I bought a few items to make that possible."

She went over to a large box on the table and opened it reaching inside. .First she pulled out a small gun..

"I don't know much about guns but the dealer told me this one was both quiet and deadly.

Next she took out a knife with about a six inch blade.

"This is long enough to reach my heart or any other vital organ he may choose."

She then took out three small bottles

"Here we have poison one is slow acting taking about five painful minuets to be fatal with one very fast ...less than one minuet and the other somewhere between the first two"

. She took out a noose.

"HMMM . As she held it high "I think this is self explanatory.

'" Next she took out a rope and clear plastic bag. "Just in case he wants me to die without having to touch me."

Finally she removed a pair of leather gloves and a long silk scarf. "These are for his strangling moods gloves for from the front and scarf for from the rear."

She turned toward me and said smiling

"I hope I did not forget anything honey."

She again faced the crowd to say.

"I have agreed to do this and I will do it as agreed. My husband enjoys the struggle so as I die I will fight as if I were not going along...but make no mistake I intend to enjoy this as much as I possibly can. Let the snuff party begun."

 This signaled the time during which I could snuff her anytime I chose. I did not want to do it to quickly since we all enjoyed the anticipation nearly as much as the actual act its self. I went over to the table and picked up the gun playing with it a while and finally walked over to her placing it just under her left breast and pulling her close to me kissing her passionately finally I pulled the trigger. BANG! She stiffened and rose up to look at me then she felt herself..I looked at her and said.

"I put blanks in it dear."

The crowd began laughing with some relief. Later I picked up one of the bottles and made her a drink taking it to her and toasting her with everyone in the room. She looked at the glass with suspicion before turning the bottom up drinking all of it. She knew I would never poison her.

Several of the men took her one at a Time into a back room and they would return straightening their cloths.. Soon someone started dance music and she took the floor. She was a very good and sexy dancer.
 

As The evening went on I knew it was time for me to finish my part of the snuff party. By now she had had quit a but to drink. I went to the place where the things she bought was laying..I chose the long silk scarf and as I walked casually behind her, she was preoccupied with some of the other ladies at the party. I warped the scarf securely in my hands and I would have caught her completely by surprise If the ladies expression had not given away the fact that something was about to happen behind her. As she began to turn and see what they were looking at I moved quickly to wrap the scarf around her soft throat. By then she was half facing me and as I pulled her toward me her shoulder went into my chest. I twisted till I got her back toward me and I could hear her wheezing and trying to get breath through her partially constricted throat. Her hands were now at the scarf trying instinctively to pull it away from her neck.

I was in a position that made it hard for her to do anything but struggle and kick aimlessly. She tried to kick me some way to hurt me but could not. She tried to reach behind and scratch my hands....but the gloves she so thoughtfully bought protected me well. The struggle was a real turn on for me as I watched the other guest watching. Most of them were visibly turned on by the show we were providing. Many of them were touching each other or themselves as they watch what they knew would be my wife's death struggles.

She was only making small gasping grunting noises as we staggered around the room with the scarf as tight as I could get it now. Her face was turning red and her eyes were bulging. Her mouth was open wide trying in unsuccessfully to pull in air. After a while she began to weaken and I knew it would not be much longer.

Her legs began to bend and more of her weight was on the scarf as I supported her by the neck. She swung around as she made small movements. her arms tried once more to reach up to me but never quite made it and then slowly began to drop to her side.. I held her suspended for a while and was bothered by the grotesque look on her face. I decided to release her throat and I could hear her start to breath again..She was unconscious but alive. I let her fall to the floor and turned her over so she was face up.

I waited till the color began to come back in her face and her eyes and tongue returned to normal,, Now I placed my hands over her mouth and nose cutting of her air once again. This allowed blood to get to her brain so her face did not deform again but she would still die without air. She came awake slightly but was to weak to put up much of a struggle. It took longer to smother her than strangle her but she would die pretty the way I remembered her.

After a few minuets the lady that was the official MC came over and listened for a heart beat....there was none and she declared my wife dead. the crowd broke into cheers and came around to congratulate me on a very entertaining night. I picked up my ex wife's left hand and removed her wedding ring saying, ""Till Death Do Us Part" I kissed her gently on the lips and picked her body up and carried her to the bed room where I laid her out for the guest to come by one at a time at their leisure and say their last good byes to her. many of the women at the party came up to me and offered to comfort me thru the night . I determined this would not be my last snuff party.
 

My live in lover Susan R. and
I have a very active love life.

lately she has insisted on playing role games in which
I kill her using one form of asphyxiation or another.
Not that I mind because I enjoy it very much.
But she recently surprised me when she suggested
we go to a club in our area reputed to feature actual
snuffs.

We didn't actually believe they would actually
snuff anyone but still just to go to a club with such a
reputation. She checked it out and found you could
only go if you recieved an invitation, and that requierd an
extensive background check. When I found this out
I gave the idea up but not my girl.

To my suprise I discovered that not only had she persued it
but we were actually invited. When she told me this she
very excited and hot. She was all over me trying to get me
to agree to go with her since it was a couple only event.
We read the liturature provided and it said as we entered
we would have to agree to do anything we were instructed
to do by our fellow attendees. It seems the other patrons
would chose one couples out of the attenders and tell them
what to do and the coupled had to obey, no matter what.

Nothing would do her till I said ok.
The night we went we were both aprehensive and excited
not knowing what to expect, But for sure I knew there would
not be any real snuff. These were just stories to get the
mood of the crowd excited.

As we entered we were given an agreement and release
form stating we would abide by the rules and the wishes of
our fellow guest. 
 

Sue looked at me and ask "OK?"
 

To which i replied "You wouldn't really let me snuff you
anyhow"
 

With a strange look in her eye she said "OH YES I
WOULD" "But COULD YOU DO IT?""Promise me you'll
do this NO MATTER WHAT"
 

I looked at her and seen how much she ment this and
reluctantly agreed.
 

We went inside to find a suprisingly large crowd their
about 300 people. In this large of crowd I began to feel
the chance of us being noticed were pretty slim. 
Sue  again suprised my by going to the front row.

When everyone began to set down she stood and
looked over the crowd.As the night went on some
couples were chosen to act out whatever the crowd
asked. Some simply required the man to strip his
Girl in front of the crowd.Some had to make love
on stage, some did bondage and torture. 
Susan was up yelling and jumping at every oppurtunity
as if she wanted to be chosen. Finally the time for
the grand event came (what ever that was).

The audiance
was polled and to my suprise we were chosen and put
on stage. I was so nervous, I had to go to the bathroom
before we began. Like all the couples we were sworn to
obey the audiance every command. She looked at me
and made me agree

she repeated, "NO MATTER WHAT"
 

"OK i said.
 

They polled the audiance and my first command was to
strip her compleatly. I expected her to try to back out
but she ws excited more than ever. I began to obey
taking off the blouse, then the skirt, the bra, the panties
the hose, everything until her perfect body ( once only
for my eyes) was for public viewing. She was so wet and
her nippled were hard.

The next polling returned. I was
comanded to tie her hands. I thought this might be my
chance to both treat the crowd and teach my lover a
lesson. I tied the rope around her waist with the long
end going down her ass I then pulled it between her legs
and raised it up to her hands and secured them so
that she could raise them to her breast or lower them
to her pussy but no further. I finished the crowd applauded

Susan got my attention and I went to her to hear her say
 

"You've out done your self" and gave me a wet kiss.
 

The last polling was the shocker the orders were to
Place a clear plastic bag over her head tying it at the neck,
and leave it their until she was dead.
 

I panicked they couldn't mean this.I went and started to untie
her when she looked me in the eye sternly.
 

"DO AS YOU ARE INSTRUCTED. I WANT THIS"
 

"but Sue you can't mean....

I Iooked at her and knew
she did mean it. They gave me the bag...I looked
at her

"DO IT" she said.

My heart was pounding so hard.
I walked to her, she kissed me so hard, her tongue went
deep into my mouth. When she finished she said

"DO THIS FOR ME, DON"T INTERFERE" "ALL THE WAY.
 

I placed the clear bag over her head and tied it securly
with the twine. They led me to the side of the stage to
a seat to watch with the rest of the crowd.

We had played snuff games but this was no game. She looked
over at me and slowly I noticed she was playing with her
pussy, she's enjoying this. I watched as the bag began
to fog up and go in and out with ech breath. She raised
her hand to her tits and played with them also. She was
so hot. I was ashamed when I realized I had a hard on
watching her struggling for each breath. I wanted to scream
 

"Someone stop this"

but I also knew I wanted to watch to the
end like everyone else. Her breathing became more
labored as the air in the bag became more stale. Her breathing
came in short gasp. The bag got tighter and tighter on her
face. She continued working on her pussy and breast.
Twice she tried to reach the bag, but I had secured her
hands to well for that.

I watched as she began to stagger
for lack of oxegen the crowd became more aroused. Many were
kissing and touching each other. And she was staggering
more trying hard to stay up as long as possible. Soon she
went to one knee. I tried to get to her but was restrained.
and told

"Not till it's over".

I felt sorry for her, I felt excited
by her, I hated being their, I loved every minuet of it.
How could it be?

She stood back up, but not for long,
Soon she fell again, this time backwards landing on her
ass. She sat their for a moment and tried to get up again.
It was not to be. She got to her knees and as she tried
to stand she fell over on her side. Her lovely breast bounced,
the crown gasped as if they were having touble breathing.
she roled around on the floor eraticly as if she were finally
panicking. Still I noticed her hands between her legs
working all the time.

Then I noticed what I really believe
was her having an orgasm. She shuddered and quaked as
I had often seen her do. I wanted to run out and fuck her
myself. Soon her movements became less noticable till
she lay still till only her efforts to breath were visable.
Finally when there were no more signs of any life a man
came from the far side of the stage with a stethascope.
He bent over by her still body and listened for a heart beat
finding none her declared

"SHE'S DEAD. GIVE IT UP
FOR Susan Romano" The crowd came to their feet, I raised to
my feet and cheered as hard as any. I knew she got
what she wanted. When I asked what would happen
to her body I was told she would be desposed of at sea.
She was taken off stage by two big men.

I was then aked if I wanted to pay my final respects to her. I went into the
room where her body was. The rope and bag gone
now, she looked pretty with her eyes partly open her
mouth had been closed by someone. Her lips and finger
nails were and erie and attrctive purple. I kissed her
I put my haands on her thigh and pulled them apart
enough to notice how dripping wet she was between her
legs. I could not help myself I mounted her and fucked
her one last time. As I left I did not know when or who,
but I knew I would bring some other lovely woman here.

Don

 

My live in lover Susan R. and
I have a very active love life.

lately she has insisted on playing role games in which
I kill her using one form of asphyxiation or another.
Not that I mind because I enjoy it very much.
But she recently surprised me when she suggested
we go to a club in our area reputed to feature actual
snuffs.

We didn't actually believe they would actually
snuff anyone but still just to go to a club with such a
reputation. She checked it out and found you could
only go if you recieved an invitation, and that requierd an
extensive background check. When I found this out
I gave the idea up but not my girl.

To my suprise I discovered that not only had she persued it
but we were actually invited. When she told me this she
very excited and hot. She was all over me trying to get me
to agree to go with her since it was a couple only event.
We read the liturature provided and it said as we entered
we would have to agree to do anything we were instructed
to do by our fellow attendees. It seems the other patrons
would chose one couples out of the attenders and tell them
what to do and the coupled had to obey, no matter what.

Nothing would do her till I said ok.
The night we went we were both aprehensive and excited
not knowing what to expect, But for sure I knew there would
not be any real snuff. These were just stories to get the
mood of the crowd excited.

As we entered we were given an agreement and release
form stating we would abide by the rules and the wishes of
our fellow guest. 
 

Sue looked at me and ask "OK?"
 

To which i replied "You wouldn't really let me snuff you
anyhow"
 

With a strange look in her eye she said "OH YES I
WOULD" "But COULD YOU DO IT?""Promise me you'll
do this NO MATTER WHAT"
 

I looked at her and seen how much she ment this and
reluctantly agreed.
 

We went inside to find a suprisingly large crowd their
about 300 people. In this large of crowd I began to feel
the chance of us being noticed were pretty slim. 
Sue  again suprised my by going to the front row.

When everyone began to set down she stood and
looked over the crowd.As the night went on some
couples were chosen to act out whatever the crowd
asked. Some simply required the man to strip his
Girl in front of the crowd.Some had to make love
on stage, some did bondage and torture. 
Susan was up yelling and jumping at every oppurtunity
as if she wanted to be chosen. Finally the time for
the grand event came (what ever that was).

The audiance
was polled and to my suprise we were chosen and put
on stage. I was so nervous, I had to go to the bathroom
before we began. Like all the couples we were sworn to
obey the audiance every command. She looked at me
and made me agree

she repeated, "NO MATTER WHAT"
 

"OK i said.
 

They polled the audiance and my first command was to
strip her compleatly. I expected her to try to back out
but she ws excited more than ever. I began to obey
taking off the blouse, then the skirt, the bra, the panties
the hose, everything until her perfect body ( once only
for my eyes) was for public viewing. She was so wet and
her nippled were hard.

The next polling returned. I was
comanded to tie her hands. I thought this might be my
chance to both treat the crowd and teach my lover a
lesson. I tied the rope around her waist with the long
end going down her ass I then pulled it between her legs
and raised it up to her hands and secured them so
that she could raise them to her breast or lower them
to her pussy but no further. I finished the crowd applauded

Susan got my attention and I went to her to hear her say
 

"You've out done your self" and gave me a wet kiss.
 

The last polling was the shocker the orders were to
Place a clear plastic bag over her head tying it at the neck,
and leave it their until she was dead.
 

I panicked they couldn't mean this.I went and started to untie
her when she looked me in the eye sternly.
 

"DO AS YOU ARE INSTRUCTED. I WANT THIS"
 

"but Sue you can't mean....

I Iooked at her and knew
she did mean it. They gave me the bag...I looked
at her

"DO IT" she said.

My heart was pounding so hard.
I walked to her, she kissed me so hard, her tongue went
deep into my mouth. When she finished she said

"DO THIS FOR ME, DON"T INTERFERE" "ALL THE WAY.
 

I placed the clear bag over her head and tied it securly
with the twine. They led me to the side of the stage to
a seat to watch with the rest of the crowd.

We had played snuff games but this was no game. She looked
over at me and slowly I noticed she was playing with her
pussy, she's enjoying this. I watched as the bag began
to fog up and go in and out with ech breath. She raised
her hand to her tits and played with them also. She was
so hot. I was ashamed when I realized I had a hard on
watching her struggling for each breath. I wanted to scream
 

"Someone stop this"

but I also knew I wanted to watch to the
end like everyone else. Her breathing became more
labored as the air in the bag became more stale. Her breathing
came in short gasp. The bag got tighter and tighter on her
face. She continued working on her pussy and breast.
Twice she tried to reach the bag, but I had secured her
hands to well for that.

I watched as she began to stagger
for lack of oxegen the crowd became more aroused. Many were
kissing and touching each other. And she was staggering
more trying hard to stay up as long as possible. Soon she
went to one knee. I tried to get to her but was restrained.
and told

"Not till it's over".

I felt sorry for her, I felt excited
by her, I hated being their, I loved every minuet of it.
How could it be?

She stood back up, but not for long,
Soon she fell again, this time backwards landing on her
ass. She sat their for a moment and tried to get up again.
It was not to be. She got to her knees and as she tried
to stand she fell over on her side. Her lovely breast bounced,
the crown gasped as if they were having touble breathing.
she roled around on the floor eraticly as if she were finally
panicking. Still I noticed her hands between her legs
working all the time.

Then I noticed what I really believe
was her having an orgasm. She shuddered and quaked as
I had often seen her do. I wanted to run out and fuck her
myself. Soon her movements became less noticable till
she lay still till only her efforts to breath were visable.
Finally when there were no more signs of any life a man
came from the far side of the stage with a stethascope.
He bent over by her still body and listened for a heart beat
finding none her declared

"SHE'S DEAD. GIVE IT UP
FOR Susan Romano" The crowd came to their feet, I raised to
my feet and cheered as hard as any. I knew she got
what she wanted. When I asked what would happen
to her body I was told she would be desposed of at sea.
She was taken off stage by two big men.

I was then aked if I wanted to pay my final respects to her. I went into the
room where her body was. The rope and bag gone
now, she looked pretty with her eyes partly open her
mouth had been closed by someone. Her lips and finger
nails were and erie and attrctive purple. I kissed her
I put my haands on her thigh and pulled them apart
enough to notice how dripping wet she was between her
legs. I could not help myself I mounted her and fucked
her one last time. As I left I did not know when or who,
but I knew I would bring some other lovely woman here.

Don

 

Jema

Jema came home from a very good time and was glad she had danced hard
for hours. Her new lover was quite good in bed as well as on the dance floor.                                                                                                                                                     He had an early appointment so Jema was going home alone.

She had a hard time breaking up with her former lover
but just two nights ago he promised her he would never see her again. He
kissed her (very passionately) goodbye.
Jema thought it was over. Not yet but it would end tonight.
I am Don I’m a hit man hired by Jema’s ex boy friend.

I hear her come in, she seems happy, she’s humming.
I am hidden in her bed room. According to her ex she always comes in
undresses while her bath tub fills and takes a long hot bath. I am positioned
so I can see her as she enters the bed room. Very attractive, as she undress I
am stricken with her shape and looks I love hr hair that goes half way down her back.                                                                                                                                  She is dressed in only a black bra panties and thigh high hose as she goes into the                                                                                                                          bath room to turn on the water.

Should I take her as she comes back out to finish undressing or wait
until she is in the tub. Both options turn me on. Strangulation or drowning.
Which should it be?
 

I was never very patient especially when I’m turned on. I get near the bath
room door with the scarf he gave me. He intended to give it to her the night
she broke off with him, she refused it then. I would enjoy makeing her take
it now.
 

She came out having removed her bra as she came out. I moved quickly
wraping the scarf around her lovely soft neck. Her humming stopped and
became muffled efforts to scream. I pulled tighter as she began to struggle
for her life. She fought hard but was obviously at a real disadvantage. We
danced around the room as she tried to kick or scratch or grab me. Her
movements against me were a real turn on.

Soon she began to weaken and I
let her slide to the ground until she sat at my feet with her hands raised
making her final efforts to get some air. She would never breath again.
Before she was completely gone I put her on the bed. I pulled her panties off
and pulled my pants down. I rammed her hard. I was so turned on I would
come soon.

As I thrust in to her I held the scarf tight with one hand and I
watched as she looked at me in her fleeting moments. I whispered her ex’s
name saying goodbye

The Insurance Group

I am a member of a secret group of people that all want to live like the rich, but are not rich, that at least not outside of this group. Just when the group began I do not know, as I have only been in the group for about 5 years now.

The group is able to live like the rich because of a pact that each one makes when they join the group. When I became a member of the group I was required to take out a 5 million dollar life insurance policy on my self. As one of our group dies, their insurance money is deposited into the group account and a substantial check is sent to each of the living members every month out of that account. It is really quite a dream life. The group only has one draw back.

Since most of our members are fairly young and in good health, not enough of us die off to maintain the group account at a sufficient level to maintain the standard of living we have all become accustom to. That brings us to the second thing I aggressed to upon joining the group.

I agreed to allow my name to be entered into a lottery to be used each time the funds start get low. There are two possible ways my name could be chosen in this lottery.
1st I could be chosen to die, so the rest of the group could go on living as they are accustomed to living (on my insurance money)
2nd I could be chosen to kill another member of the group that was chosen to die (since people do not just die because the group wants them to)

As I say I have been a member of the group for a little over 5 years now and all I have ever heard from the group is the monthly check I receive. I have not heard from them, that is until now.

This month along with my check I received a larger package. When I opened it I found the picture of a very beautiful lady, whom I had never seen before. She appeared to be about 35-40 years of age and was very well built. I was given her name, address, and a daily schedule. along with instructions that I had been chosen as the person to kill her. My heart sank, and my pulse began to race very rapidly. I knew this was always a possibility, but deep down I had hoped it would never happen.

Well, there was no use hoping such a thing any more, here it was and I held in my hands the details of a life and person that I would have to kill. She lived several states from where I lived. Her name was Gloria. The letter told me that the way she was to die was left completely up to me. She would not know I was coming or be any more prepared for her own death than I was prepared to receive these instructions.

I wondered if their was any way out of this for me, but quickly concluded that there was not. Although I was unaware of if this had been happening fro a long time, and the people chosen before me had apparently carried out their instructions or I would not have been receiving the checks I received every month. I knew that my only option was to do as instructed.

My next question was how was Gloria to die. I was given one month to accomplish the task, but I was not a killer. Should I kill her from a distance with a rifle shot, or up close and personal? Did I owe it to her to let her know she was going to die, or should I make it quick? I really did not know. But as I contemplated her death something very strange began to happen.

I would look at her picture as I thought about her death and one day noticed that the thought of killing her became more than just a task that had to be carried out, it actually began to excite me a little. Now the more I was aware of this face the more it became true. I was actually getting turned on by the thought of killing her. I did not understand this at all. Did this mean that I was warped, some kind of latent serial killer or something?

Well, I never resolved those questions but here I am in her town near her house and fully prepared to kill a women I never met except in my fantasies. The turn on was only present when I planned an up close death for her, one in which I was involved in feeling her death, so shooting her from a safe distance was out. I wondered how others were killed, but knew that I would probably never know this. I knew her death had to be up close. I also knew that this would be more risk for me, but my own lust and fantasy demanded it.

I had narrowed it to a few methods that would go with my up close fantasies. It would be either drowning (she had a nice large pool) , or maybe strangulation or by bagging. I knew that if I bagged her I would first have to bind her also.

I knew she came home each night around 10:30 and I also knew that her husband was out of town this week, she would be alone. She had left her back door unlocked, since she lived in such a nice neighborhood I suspect she did not feel the need to check it to closely.

I let myself in just after dark and waited in a closet in her bed room. The Closet door was the type with shutters that could be raised or lowered, allowing some view of the room. after about one hour I heard the door down stairs open. And after a short time I heard her coming up the stairs. She entered the bed room and immediately began to unzip the back of her skirt and let it drop to the floor. She revealed very shapely legs. Next came her blouse adn then her bra. WOW this was very sexy women, I wondered if I should chance raping her?

The truth was that I had not even decided for sure how to kill her yet, I guess I would allow her to make that choice for me. If she opened the closet, well I guess she would die by strangulation. If she put on he bating suit and went to the pool it would be drowning, and if she went tot he bath room first I would come out of the closet and either strangle her when she reentered or maybe disable her, tie her and use the bag...We will just have to wait and see, I knew the wait would not be a long one in any case.

I was right, once she was down to her panties and white thigh high hose she went into the bath room. When I heard her making noise I opened the closet door carefully and steeped out to wait near the door she would soon come back out of. or would she, I hear her turn on the bath water, maybe it would be drowning after all.

About the time I began to resign myself to drowning this beauty, she surprised me by walking out of the bathroom, catching me completely off guard. Before I knew it she was about three feet into the room with her back turned to me. she had now taken off the hose and panties and was completely nude. I was so stunned that for a brief moment I did not move, But suddenly my adrenaline kicked in and I warped the long silk scarf, I carried, around her throat and pulled her nude body against me and tightened it as fast as I could. She was startled, but began struggling almost immediately. Her hands went to the scarf to try to pry it loose and she began speaking as best she could.

"What... Who... Aaargrrgedgghhh s"

She now began gasping and gagging as I had finally gotten a good grip and was able to tighten it enough to stop her air flow. Her hands went from the scarf to trying to reach me. She tried to scratch my hands, but the thin leather gloves protected me well. Her legs began to kick as her struggles became very frantic. I couldn't help but wonder if she suspected that she was being called upon to die for the good of the group.

We danced around the room in this life and death struggle for what seemed like a long time. During this time I became aware of my growing erection. Her struggles against me were really turning me on. Seldom in my life had I been with a naked lady that was this sexy to look upon, and I had definitely never been with one that I was killing. It all became a very strong turn on. as she began to weaken I decided that I did not want this to end.

As Gloria began to weaken and slide down my body toward the floor I kept the scarf tight until she was out completely. I then released her and watched to see if she wee breathing. once I was sure she was, I found her hose from the bath room and tied her arms behind her. I then put her on the bed on her back and got the clear plastic bag, I had brought, ready

As she began to revive she was obviously confused. She became aware of my presence looming over her at about the same time she realized her arms were tied behind her. she immediately began to struggle. But to my surprise she realized the hopelessness of her position, and stooped her struggles. With obvious resolve she calmed herself, looked into my eyes and asked

"What do you intend to do......... If you just do not kill me I will do anything you ask"

Looking back at her I answered

"Sorry Gloria, but you have to die"

I seem that she was physically moved by my declaration then she looked back at me and asked

"Are you sent to kill me by the insurance group?"

I replied simply "Yes"

"Well" she said with much effort to keep her control "I guess I always knew you would show up some day"

Again she seemed to be trying to calm herself down, not allowing the natural panic that would take most people in her situation. "Since I know you cannot let me live ....uh... could you at least do me one favor?"

Looking at her wonderingly I reply "Well I guess that would depend on what that favor was"

She looked at me with a new resolve in her eyes. "I have thought about this day many times in the last 9 years and oddly enough after a while the idea of my death turned from a fear to a fantasy. I actually began to have fantasies that turned me on sexually, I guess that is hard for you to understand, But all I ask is that as you kill me, you also fuck me.... This will allow me to fulfill my fantasy as I die. Could you please do this for me?."

Well, I was more than eager to grant her request....after all it was the last request of a beautiful dying women. I began to undress and began to part her legs. As I did this she parted her legs wide to take me in and I began to pull the bag over her head and secured it with the scarf I strangled her with earlier.

She must have been really turned on by this fantasy because we had barley began to fuck when she showed the first signs of climaxing and began prolonged and repeated orgasms. .. She wreathed and groaned and seemed to be nearly unaware of the bag over her head. But aware or not her increased breathing quickly used up the air in the bag and soon she was gasping for air with her mouth open wide.

She gasped but continued her series of climaxes until she began to weaken... I came inside her well before this and had already began to grow smaller inside her. But she seemed unaware of the size of my dick or that I eventually became so lime that I came out of her... She seemed to be making live with death...or her fantasy or something ... she never seemed to slowdown in her turn on until she herself went completely limp.

As I rose and looked down on her beautiful naked limp body she was still lovely. She was still except or an occasional jerk or twitch. I had enjoyed this more than I would ever have imagined. I felt good knowing that I had insured the group would continue receiving their monthly checks. And was strangely aware that i would not mind at all being asked to snuff another female member of the group some day