Jack was under a lot of pressure today. He had a presentation to do and only today to finish it. He was planning on a long night as well. In the copying room, the new girl, Kala came in. They made introductions and casual chit chat, then Jack was off, but not before noticing how beautiful she was. In the hall, on the way back to his office he ran into Raven-literally. His coffee spilled all over his white dress shirt and papers went everywhere. As Raven was leaving, he caught a glimpse of the ankle bracelet she was wearing. Something primal stirred inside of him, but only for a moment. He is in his office now, thinking about the presentation, but has a headache. He lays down for a while, hoping a nap will cure it. We wakes up with a start. Only a few minutes passed, but during that time, he has a dream, or perhaps it was a nightmare. He was killing someone, strangling her. It was Kala. He lost the image and went about his work. It’s way later, and Jack is pacing his office, rehearsing his speech. He talks to himself out loud, but someone answers. It was Kala. She was locked in the building. Before he could show her out, she was getting a wet cloth and trying to clean the coffee stains out of his shirt. Then, she offered to stay and help him. Something in jack stirred again, like with Raven, but this time he acted on it. He told Kala that most of he work was back at his apartment and she agreed to come.

At his apartment, she removed her pantyhose, feeling a bit silly that she did not know it was casual day at the office. He is looking through his briefcase while she notices he has hung a painting upside-down. She is distracted, so he takes the the opportunity. He punches her hard in the back of the head. She goes down on the couch then is on the floor in a panic trying to crawl away. He grabs her roughly be her hair, lifts her up and slams her head against the hard door. She crumbles to the floor on her back. He is down on her fast , punching her and rips her blouse open…buttons go flying. He hits her hard again. He tears her bra in two. She tries to fight, tries to scream, but he grabs her throat and chokes her off. He tells her to be quite and that it will be over soon. She digs into his side with the point of her heel and she is free. She crawls away, but he has her leg and yanks her back. Then he grabs her by the hair again, lifts her up and bashes her head against the wall, one, two, three times and she collapses to her knees. He remembers the scarf that had fallen out of her purse. He pushes her down and wraps it around her neck, yanking her head up. After a minute or so the fabric rips apart and she can breathe again. Then he sees the nylons, and quickly wraps them around her neck. He is on her back as he pulls her head up with the tight ligature. She slowly weakens and then passes out. He lets her head fall. He watches her motionless body for a bit, then starts to lift her.

In his bedroom he flops her onto the bed. He carefully removes her shoes, examining her feet in close detail. After a while, as he starts into her she wakes up. He struggles with her for a bit, then gets the nylon garrote wrapped tightly around her neck. She struggles and fights like a maniac-kicking and bucking her hips in the air. Her face is contorted, mouth open, tongue searching for air He keeps the garrote tight. Her body quickly is covered in sweat and foamy drool seeps from her mouth. Her legs spread and contract, her toes point and bend. As the struggle continues, she starts to weaken. Her body begins to spasm and jerk. Her eyes start to look hopeless, but she presses on, waving her hand and arms, feebly trying to fend off her attacker. She slows and slows until her body is barely moving except for a few twitches and a low gurgle from her throat. When she is surely dead, he sits her up and gets the garrote off her neck, seeing the visible reddening it caused. He lets her body flop back onto the bed, then admires her glistening body some more, fingers, licks her pussy, and cums on her before dragging her off. He needed to get back to the office to finish his presentation

Today’s victim was found earlier, half-buried in moist dirt and covered with leaves and moss, off a trail at the local jogging park. This “Jane Doe” was discovered nude, and has a single gunshot wound to her left breast. In this preliminary examination, the morgue technician reveals her body, wrapped in a sheet of plastic within the body bag to preserve evidence. He cleans off some of the larger chunks of dirt, removes and bags the leaves and moss, then carefully removes her body from the plastic and body bag onto the stainless steel examination table. He finishes cleaning her off, then starts the process of carefully going over her body for additional exterior evidence.

Once done, he then examines her body for abrasions and bruises, flipping her on her side to check her back as well. He then carefully swabs her fingers and continues to observe, check, and make written notes about her body and it’s condition. Her feet and legs are also closely examined. All her limbs are moved in some way on the process of checking for evidence or bruising. When finished, he leaves to go log in his report and “Jane Doe” will lie and wait for the medical examiner to conduct an autopsy later

Emily returns home from high-school volleyball practice talking on her cell phone to a friend. She is a little winded and feels weaker then normal, but is too lost in conversation to notice. After she gets up, she has heart failure and drops to the floor–dead. Still only a teenage girl, still just in high school, her life, cut short by an unpredictable tragedy. Later, the local EMS arrives at the scene, but it is obvious at this point the victim is deceased, so he proceeds to secure the body and preserve the scene. He carefully checks her body for initial signs of trauma, then cases the room, collecting anything that may have come in contact with her…open containers, her purse, backpack, etc. He bags her hands and rolls her into a body bag then transports her back to the local, small town morgue.

As the coroner, in the morgue he continues the by-the-book process. First, he takes her body out of the body bag so that she is lying on the stainless steel morgue table. He then proceeds to take off her clothing starting with her shoes. Each item that is removed is either placed on the evidence rack, or bagged for lab analysis. After removing her socks he cuts off her knee pads, and then works his way to her shorts, underwear, top and bra. Once she is nude, he starts a preliminary exam of the body. He slowly checks her from head to toe, making sure there is nothing that should be noted. He rolls her on her side and later rolls her completely over. He uses his UV light to check every orifice on her body in extremely close detail. He swabs her pussy. Later, he un-bags her hands and swabs under her nails. At one point, he flexes her arms and legs. Eventually, he determines that her death at this point cannot be decided until the lab work gets back. He straightens her out and leaves. A few hours later, after everyone has left, he comes back in. Obviously, a little buzzed on something, he flips off the camera, then proceeds to make out with the corpse. He fondles her breasts, sucks her tits, but quickly moves down between her legs. He eats her pussy for a moment, then starts finger banging her. He cannot wait much longer so, he has sex with the dead teenage girl. He does her hard and fast, and shoots his load inside. Then he picks her up, planning to get her back into position and clean any evidence of his visit

Two henchwomen guard a room. They stand, strong and ready to take on any foe. But around the corner lurks their enemy, an agent so stealth, that his appearance before them takes the women by surprise. The action reveals itself slowly. He fires as the first girl raises her gun. The bullet enters her forehead, rendering her instantly dead as she slides with a look of awe down the wall. The other woman nearly gets her gun up, but then takes his bullet in her chest, followed by two more. All this happens in an instant, and she is sliding down the wall dead a lifeless stare. Both girls site, spread eagle on the floor as he confirms the room has been cleared. Later, with time to spare, he returns to examine his kills closely. After pulling each on out on the floor and partially stripping them, he decides that his trophy will be his cock penetrating their dead, sexy pussies. He fucks each girl and finishes with a massive cum burst all over the first girls stomach and later, all over the other girls ass. Finished, he leaves them posed on the desk, and leaves, ready for his next assignment

Odette has reached the ripe old age of 20 and is starting to feel a little droopy so she goes in to see her surgeon about a little face lift. She wants her eyes lifted, her cheeks implanted, her lips big and voluptuous and her nose smoothed out to a cute button. Dr. Bottom offers her what he calls “The Works.” In order to get started, Dr. Bottom has her sign some paperwork and then they’re ready to go. He brings out the anesthetic machine and places the mask over her face. She takes a few deep breaths and falls unconscious. Now the doctor can do whatever he wants to little Odette. First he lifts her arm and drops it to test her limpness. She’s definitely knocked out, so he flops her body around a little bit in order to get her clothes off.

He unbuttons her dress, and then drops her back on the exam table to pull it off over her legs. She starts to come around a little so he puts the mask back on her to make sure she’s unconscious again and then slides his cock in her mouth. He fucks her face, grabbing her head with his other hand. Right in the middle of this, she regains consciousness and panics, jumping up form the exam table, yelling at him. She tells him she will tell everyone she knows, take legal action, he can’t do this to her and get away with it. But Dr. Bottom is strong and the anesthetic is still making Odette a little woozy, so he grabs her and shoves her back down on the table, wrapping the cord of the gas mask around her throat. He can’t have this mark on his reputation so he has to take care of it. He keeps a strong hold on the cord as she flails and kicks and tries to scream, gasping for air until she dies

Kala goes to a screen test. The director is pretty crazy and they don’t get along very well. Kala is kind of mousy and nerdy and he is loud and hyper. He teaches her about getting shot, then shoots her with a prop pistol. Her acting is only so, so. He brings out the AK47 and shoots her some more, but she forgets to fall. He has her remove her sweater and shoots her again. This time she does a great job, jiggling to the imaginary bullet hits, falling to the floor and jigging and jerking like she is having seizures. He then asks her to remove all her clothes.

She is reluctant at first, but he offers her lots of money. She continues to casually insult him, though, and he decides to surprise her with a real loaded MAC11 machinegun. When she least expects it, he runs a line of lead from her belly to above her right breast. She instantly goes down and is writhing in agony on the floor, blood leaking out of her. After he lets her squirm in pain for a while he finishes her with a volley into her left breast. She is dead. Blood oozes out of her wounds and drips out her gaping mouth as her eyes stare widely through her glasses. He rolls her on her side, letting more blood run off before starting to drag her off