Peachy Keen Films - Fatal Knowledge 3

Categories: Strangle, Death Fetish, Snuff Play, Shooting, Abuse, Rape, Bagging

Description: Starring Maddy O’Reily

Eric has taken care of most of the loose ends, a couple trashy two bit whores who his boss thought may have talked. However, there is one seductive temptress of a cop who he thinks may have been able to coax the girls to talk. He calls up his boss to see if she is necks on the choking block… She is. As sweet officer Maddy gets ready for a day on the job in homicide, Eric strikes. He takes her down swiftly with her own stun gun, and she passes out after he shocks her several times. Eric takes the opportunity to gag and bag his prize. In his kill room, Eric terrorizes the poor woman, demanding to know what she knows, as she helplessly stands suspended arms over head and quivering. She begs for mercy and to be let go as Eric takes her through a host of horrific abuses; A few good whacks with a Louisville thudder, a cattle prod, cutting her clothes off her naked and slutty body, a hard and forceful fingering, and ultimately a particularly sparky set of jumper cables, shooting hot lightning through most sensitive areas of her lovely body. As she stands passed out from the excruciating and horrific abuses to her flesh, Eric wakes her. She stands upon an x-frame, her hands and wrists secured behind bars, bare skinned and bruised. She begs and pleads to live and be let go as Eric, thoroughly enjoying his position as masterful over her, assaults her pussy with a dildo and hitachi, making her cum against her will, something she promised he could never do. Eric takes his submitted slut to the bedroom and forces her to gag on his cock. She tries not to, utterly repulsed by him as he jerks his cock on her face, his balls bouncing on her cheek. Eric opts to go for the hole she can’t close. Laying her on the bed, he fucks her sopping pussy while he chokes her into giving up and taking it. She begs for him to stop as he takes her in many positions, but it only eggs him on. She doesn’t realize he lives for this.

He cums and leaves her laying on her side in the fetal position, curled up, trying to hold onto any remaining fragments of her dignity as an officer, and defender of the good. When he comes back she begs for her life some more in a last effort, beginning to fully realize the weight of her situation. She begins to see this as her fault and Eric hearing her words coming from his imposed state of Stockholm syndrome takes some more advantage. He tells her that her blow job performance was less than satisfactory and if she wants to get out of this alive, maybe she should try harder. Getting down on her knees, her repulsion to his cock seethes through her and he notices. He lets her know he’s serious and she begins to really perform. His cock becomes soaked with her spit as she caresses and sucks his length. Satisfaction runs through him and out the tip of his cock as his cum pours into her hot little mouth. But it was all a ruse. As she gets up to leave he unravels a cord and pulls it around her neck. It cuts into her and she struggles as he wrestles her to the bed. Her face turns purple, her tongue protruding from her mouth slightly as the life in her disperses. She lays lifeless on the bed as Eric comes back for seconds, tasting her sweet pussy before shoving his cock in the more willing corpse. Eric fucks her vigorously as her limp body jostles on the bed. He takes advantage of her now limber flesh and gets her on top of him, if she was alive she would surely love it as his cock prods her now numb g spot. Laying her on her back he jerks himself over her still stomach, spilling his milky white load on it. Eric arranges her on the bed and lays her badge out across her supple and soft breast, leaving the thin blue line a little bit thinner. She was useless anyway.

Fetish Elements: Explicit Sexual Content, Nudity, Stun Gun, Bit Gag, AOH, Torture, Interrogation, Beating, Punching, Electrocution, Knife Play, Clothes Cutting, Nipple Twisting, Baseball Bat, Dildo, Cattle Prod, Cuffs, X-Frame, Sexual Assault, Forced Fingering, Hitachi, Forced Orgasm, Rape, Cum Shot, Blow Job, Garrote Strangling, Necro, Necro Fuck, Thigh Highs, Lingerie, Begging, Pleading, Terror, Sobbing, Whimpering, Crying, Drooling, Body Views, Foot Views

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Peachy Keen Films - Retribution

Categories: Strangle, Death Fetish, Snuff Play, Shooting, Abuse, Rape, Bagging

Description: Starring Kay

In a prison bathroom somewhere, a man calls his brother and asks for a big favor…one that will change their lives forever. Kay is packing. She has to get out of town fast. Recently, she got out of an abusive relationship, but in the process, got her boyfriend thrown in prison. He was a bad man and deserved it. Now, he has his cash stash, hidden in a locker downtown. She needed to finish packing, and get that money and get gone fast. She was not thinking straight when she answered the door. It might have been the mail man, a neighbor, a girl selling cookies. It wasn’t. It was her boyfriends brother. She tried to close the door, but he was on crutches–she did not know why or have time to guess. He used the crutch to block her closing the door–push himself in and when she went for her phone, he used the crutch to bash her in the head. She went down and he was on her with a taser, and she went out. He spent time checking her out. She was, after all, his brothers ex girlfriend and what little brother didn’t wan this opportunity. In the call he got from his brother, brief as it was, he got the impression he was allowed to do anything to her. So, he would.

Soon. He put leather cuffs on her, then a gag, tossed her over his shoulder and left for his house. Well, who was he kidding, it was not his place….the landlords basement. Cement and cinderblock, there would be no noise escaping. No one ever came down here. He tossed her down on a mattress and started to strip her and play with her. She was waking up, then freaking out. He liked girls in terror. Before he her, he need to get a good hard on. He forced her to suck him. She was so scared–he loved it. She was trembling, but did what he asked, probably hoping he would let her go. She sucked him good, he forced her down on him too. She gagged a but, drooled, it was nice. Then he pushed her down, and started finger ing her, then licked her sweet tight pussy. Soon, he was fucking her—raping his brothers ex girlfriend. He remembers out with her when they were a couple, he always wanted to bang her. Now, he was. He did her several ways…keeping her in bondage so she would not try anything. But he had his fun….now business. He hoisted her up by her wrists, almost suspended, she was shaking and pleading with him. He wanted to know about the money, where it was. She starts to talk, but he just wanted to hit her, so he did. He beat her up pretty good, then started using the taser on her. She spurted out the information, exactly what he needed.

She probably would have given it up back at the apartment–anything to avoid this–but THIS is what was FUN. He knocked her out–just just dangled as we went off to check on the money. When he returned, she was still out, so he dumped cold water on her, waking her up. She sputtered some nonsense about letting her go. He obliged her fantasy by dropping her down and telling her to suck him off until he spurted all over her face. She did and she did it well. In the end, she swallowed his load—a class act and something she got big-time points for in his book, but not enough to save her. She probably thought he was going around behind her to release her, probably though the horror was over. It was, almost. He wrapped the rope around her neck tightly. Her tongue came right out, eyes very wide as her body reacted in protest. Her body shook, spasmed and her legs scrambled on the cement floor. Her heels repeatedly clicked on the floor, no rhythm, just panic. After a while, she slowed and finally was still–he let her drop to the floor. She was dead. He looked at her, and left to go get stuff to clean up the mess.

Role Play & Fetish Elements: Violence, Nudity, Explicit Sexual Content, , Torment, Crying, Restraints, Forced Blowjob, Forced Fingering, Forced Pussy Licking, Forced Sex, Suspension, Punching, Tasering, Garrote , Body Views

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Peachy Keen Films - Dead Doll Anna

Categories: Strangle, Death Fetish, Snuff Play, Shooting, Abuse, Rape, Bagging

Description: A woman, very serious about just getting specific head shot photos taken, is annoyed when the photographer is overly interactive with her. He tries to get her to relax, and finally convinces her she needs a drink. She downs the concoction and the woman who was somewhat stiff in her daily life is now the same dead as well—completely stiff. She has evidently been turned into a dead doll. The photographer now is able to pose her any way he wishes without her snappy rhetoric. He spends plenty of time with her, first sitting down, he plays a a lot with her face and hands. Later, he stands her up, then gets her naked, posing her in many ways. Eventually, he pushes her back into the chair and plays with her some more, ultimately having sex with the doll-like corpse. When he is done, he takes the body, wrapped in plastic for storage in his freezer for later fun.

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Peachy Keen Films - Sexual Harassment 2

Categories: Strangle, Death Fetish, Snuff Play, Shooting, Abuse, Rape, Bagging

Description: Starring: London Andrews

Before Chris became the office manager and cold blooded killer seen in “Sexual Harassment I”, he was an admin assistant at a small business in his home town. It was at this job, and the events that follow, that changed the man from kind, person and a lover of life, to a man of no morals–a man waiting for the opportunity to take away life—to crush the spirit. Today, he was called into Mrs. Jones office–she wanted him to make the coffee, and as he was doing this simplest of tasks, she was ogling him—specifically, grabbing his ass and making feel somewhat uncomfortable. You see, he was to be married soon, and though Mrs. Jones was a hot, voluptuous woman, he was a man of good moral standing, or so he thought. As she teased him and coaxed him along, he soon found himself in her arms kissing his boss. In that moment he realized this was wrong and as he pulled away, his grip slipped on her and she fell to the desk, smacking her head. She did not move. He verified she was unconscious and in that moment, crossed the line that seemed to him, and easy one to cross. She had, after all, wanted him to touch her. And so he did. First, exposing her breasts, her huge, ginormious breasts–was that even a word…but it was the only word that could describe them. He sits her up and undoes her bra, then gently lays her back down. For a moment, he just looks, then plundges right into them, experiencing their fullness and taste. He then moves downward and begins to fondle her legs. But then she wakes up, and his thoughts of pounding her with his cock are vanquished when she starts pounding him with her fists. This cannot be–she had wanted him—had led him on.

But now, he had crossed that line, and now, he could not go back or he could lose everything. The shoelace in is pocket was in his hand, he did not even remember why he had it in the first place. Quickly it was up and around her neck, like he had done and planned this before—but he had not. She fought hard and fell down on the desk, kicking, hitting and struggling. Her tongue was lunging out of her mouth in search of air. He pulled tighter, to make sure it was cut off. As they struggled, her head started sliding off the desk and slobber starting sloshing our of her mouth while her tongue continued to lap for breath. She did not weaken, but continued to fight–her forehead tense with the will to live. She was strong, but no match for his momentary drive to murder. Finally, she weakened–spittle still coming out of her mouth–smearing on her cheek and her tongue still sticking out–eyes wide with the realization she was dying. Soon, she slowed and then…still. He removed the shoelace from her neck, the red line of where it dug into her soft skin was clearly visible. He only pauses a moment before doing what she had wanted done all along. He pulled her panties to the side, entered her, and fucked her dead corpse until he was finished. Sweaty, exhausted, he wrote his resignation letter and left it on her cooling corpse. Now, he would go home and make love to his fiancé—but for some strong reason, he has a strong desire to kill her too

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