Peachy Keen Films – Pledge Night

Categories: Death Fetish, Necro, Brutal Amazons, Fantasy Snuff, Petra

Description: In the dark basement of an abandoned mental institution, two girls search for their friends. They are the last of a group of Kappa Delta Chi pledges, challenged to stay the night in this deserted place as part of the test to make it into the sorority. Now, scared and in the dark they search for their other companions. Feeling they are being watched and knowing that something is coming for them they run — spitting up in the process. Keely runs down to the sub-cellar and is trapped. She feels its presence before her and as she backs away in fear, she begs for help. Suddenly it is up on her in the form of a strong hand around her neck — lifting her off the ground against the wall. She kicks her legs feverously trying to break free, but there is no escape. Whatever is doing this to her, takes it’s time, slowly squeezing the life out of this young girl. She was just out of high school and ready to start a life away from home… she thought she would take English, maybe be a teacher one day. It will not happen for Keely — her young life is about to end in this deserted place of horror. Her tongue reaches out for air — she tries to make sounds, but only strange guttural noises come out. She weakens, her feet kick slower, her arms no longer try to pull the hand off her neck. Finally, she is still. The killer lets her slide down with a thunk, then drags her off along the dirty floor. She is laid roughly on a table, stripped and molested. Summer comes in, sees her friend and goes up to her. She panics seeing that she is dead and backs into some pipes — hands reach out and attack her, but she escapes — running for her life. She slides down a hallway wall, looking for a way out, and finds it when the wall behind her lets her pass right through — and she is gone. She lands hard on a fancy carpet in a small, warmly lit, room. Light music is playing and she is confused. A man sits before her. She asks for help — explaining that her friend is dead. The man, calmly explains her “situation”. She listens in disbelief as he describes the actual “contract” for staying at this place. She begins to see what is happening, begins to realize the danger when he is on her. So fast she is in a chair now, a garrote wrapped tightly around he neck. She bucks and kicks, trying to break free, but he has her locked in place. As she struggles, he explores her body with his free hand, rubbing her perfect tits and feeling her pussy through her cute yellow panties. She fights hard, eyes very wide. Her mouth opens, soon spit and drool emerge from her lips — foaming as her saliva runs down her chin. She bucks and spasms, but eventually slows down. Finally, she is just staring — occasional spasms and twitches — then still. He explores her body and for good measure does the young collage girl then lets her legs fall with a thud. He admires her body for a time, then picks her up and carries her out to place her with the others.

Pledge Night.mp4

Peachy Keen Films – Schoolgirl Massacre

Categories: Death Fetish, Necro, Brutal Amazons, Fantasy Snuff, Petra

Description: Four girls, all 18 year old high school cheerleaders staying in a hotel room for a local competition are all getting ready to go out and cruise for guys. Unfortunately, one of the girls, the daughter of a local politician had been targeted for elimination. The girl talk continues as they get ready when the door opens and a man in a nice suite enters. There is little time for any of the girls to realize what is happening. He is so casual and callus as he begins his work. Aiming his silenced pistol, he walks up to the first girl at the mirror. She is facing him and he fires one quick shot into her heart. She flies up against the counter–a splash of blood appearing on the mirror behind her. Next he takes out the second girl, she falls back into the empty hot tub—a heart shot between her large perky tits. The other two girls are beginning to realized what is happening, but it is too late. He walks up to the third girl, again, firing a single kill shot to the chest, then swings around to the last girl. He asks her her name, but before she could finish her answer he shoots her in the forehead–a chunk of blood and brain hitting the wall behind her. His job now complete–the target and all witness–dead.

Thus is the life of a hitman, go in, do the job, regardless of age, race, gender and looks. This might have been a tough one for some, young girls, still in high school, just beginning to live. He had no time for guilt or remorse less he be out of work. He calls the office, reports the job, asks for a cleaner–the usual procedure.

Today it was a new guy–a trainee named John. John was very eager–wanted to work his way up the ranks, but Chris could tell, he was not ready for it–immature and just working on the pure thrill. No matter, he would hang around, supervise, make sure he didn’t fuck the scene up. Strip the clothes, wipe for prints, sweep for residues–easy as pie. John attacked his first corpse with vigor—pulling off her clothes and pulling her body down from the counter she was on. He finished stripping her, trying to casually fondle her, but not too obvious to get in trouble. He moved on to the girl in the tub. It was harder to get her clothes off, but at least the tub providing a place for the blood to run–less cleanup later. He checked her out a bit then moved onto the girl on the table. Like the rest, she was very hot, but unlike the rest, he could not resist taking a few liberties. He put his mouth on her still warm skin, sucks her tit, spreads her legs and gets a good lick of her tight teenage pussy. Mmmm. Then he went to the last girl–the target and the reason why all these other young girls had to die. She was fine too, big, big titties–he played with them a bit as he got her clothes off. Finally, he could not stand it and needed to leave the room to finish some business. Chris smiled, newbie’s–they were all the same when it came to young hot dead bodies. He decided John would be able to handle it just fine, said his goodbyes and leaves, leaving the camera time to pan all the pretty corpses.

Schoolgirl_Massacre.mp4

Peachy Keen Films – Happy Meat

Categories: Death Fetish, Necro, Brutal Amazons, Fantasy Snuff, Petra

Description: Another custom inspired by a Dolcett comic.

A young woman waits in a room in front of a camera, excited about being chosen to be meat. She eagerly describes herself to the unknown audience. She is a bit nervous–not about her impending death, but about talking to the camera. Soon the head chef arrives to help her along. He delicately explores her body, pointing out the choice cuts of meat to the audience, while also explaining it to her like teacher to a student. Soon it is time for her to die. The method she chooses is neck break. After saying their goodbyes he dispatches her quickly. Then he takes his time to explore her young, perfect body. On several occasions he pauses to spread her wide for which the camera graces us with extremely close and lingering views. Later, he pulls her on top of him and has her, changing positions halfway through to ram her from behind until he climaxes. He then poses her and we are treated to finishing shots of her glistening with oil in various poses

Fetish Elements: Nudity, heavy sexual content, neck break, postmortem play.

Happy_Meat.mp4

Peachy Keen Films – Hammer My Daughter

Categories: Death Fetish, Necro, Brutal Amazons, Fantasy Snuff, Petra

Description: Missy goes to see her dad at a construction site to try to get some money. He verbally abuses her and sends her running home. She calls back soon after to try again. This time, he tells her to come back, but plan on doing something for him in return.

To her surprise, her dad wanted her to suck and lick his penis. She was hesitant at first, but he was offering to give her a lot of money. So, reluctantly, she unzipped his pants and carefully started to lick and suck her daddy’s cock.

After a while, though, he started getting forceful with her, and called her the c-word. She bit down hard and he fell back in pain. She tried to squirm away, but he yanked her up by the hair with one hand and swung his hammer into the back of her head with his other. WHACK! A spurt of blood shot momentarily into the air. She stumbled forward looking dazed, then fell dead.

He tried to wake her, but once he realized she was dead, he figured it couldn’t hurt to get what he wanted in the first place.

He set about exploring her young teenage body. He licked and sucked her tits, rolled her, set her up, and generally played a lot with her body. He got her pants off, check out her pussy, licking it, fingering it, using her fingers on it. He moved her around, played with her face, stuck his fingers in her mouth. He was enjoying himself.

After spending some time with her, he lifted her up onto his work table, and fucked her. It turns out, his daughter was night lying to him. She was a virgin–so so tight. He came inside, then spread out some plastic.

On the floor he wrapped her up and dragged her off.

Hammer My Daughter.mp4

Peachy Keen Films – Necromancer

Categories: Death Fetish, Necro, Brutal Amazons, Fantasy Snuff, Petra

Description: Alexander has a panoche for dead girls. He is also a Warlock. He has spent years perfecting the art of re-animation. He has discovered by having sex with a freshly buried girl he can bring them back to be his sexual servant.

Jizzabelle was a nice girl. She liked shinny things & men with fast cars. She also liked cocaine–a lot. When her latest fling dumps her for a 18 year old nymphomaniac, she just had to do a big pile of blow. Her heart exploded.

Alexander, during a obituary perusing session, finds Jizzabelle’s story. Party time. A shovel, his lucky rain gear & he is off to do some digging.

Once she is free from her earthen grave, Alexander takes his prize to his ceremony spot. His meticulously planned rite is performed to perfection. After fucking her dead, limp, cold corpse for a while–she comes alive. Hornier than most in life so is Jizzabelle in death. Her postmortem sexual appetite is voracious. Unlike any Alexander has experienced.

Alexander does his best to keep up with Jizzabelle, but 2 days of solid hard sex has left him in need of some rest. He stores his dead girl in the fridge. After some rest, he retrieves the dead girl for some more sex. Again her sexual appetite is to much for Alexander & he put her back in the fridge for some more rest.

Jizzabelle scratches at the door until she is freed to seek cock. She finds it & goes at it again. Alexander has had enough & viciously strangles the dead girl until she is, um–dead–AGAIN.

But, she comes back. She wakes him again. He draws his weapon & double taps the dead girl in the belly & boob. She flies back &….. Dies?…… Or? Alexander is not sure what is going on–he just wants to rest. He knew she was dead for sure this time.

She comes back again. This time Alexander takes a page from every zombie movie ever made. Head shot. She falls like a rock. DEAD!

The End?

Necromancer.mp4

Peachy Keen Films – Groupie

Categories: Death Fetish, Necro, Brutal Amazons, Fantasy Snuff, Petra

Description: Tiffany was super excited. It was her birthday and she gets to see her favorite rock star in his private dressing room. She won a local radio call in contest — she called over 80 times.

Entering the dressing room, she was spastic as she ran toward him. He was deep in thought… writing lyrics for what was bound to be his next hit. Yes, he was that good. She waited while he wrote, hardly able to contain her excitement; almost ready to explode. Then he was done and he looked up at her — eye contact. She freaked out, started talking a million miles an hour about how she was his greatest fan, etc.

When he got her calmed down, he started the usual screening process with these “special” girls that were brought into his dressing room. He had to make sure she fit the criteria. Was she pretty? Yes. Was she young? Yes, as young as they come. Was she stupid? No, but not smart either — a nice mix that he could work with. Now he grilled her about family. Raised in foster care — score. Runaways were sometimes better, but defiantly smarter — this girl had the perfect combination and certainly would not be missed either. He made his move.

Yuck, she reacted harshly to his attempts to kiss her, slapping his chest. Wow, normally the girls jumped at the chance. In two minutes, he would usually have the bitch over the massage table banging the shit out of her. Oh well, he would just have to change the order of events. No problem, he was flexible. He put on his game face. Intense, telling her to never, never take a swing at him again. She was petrified. Little bitch had no idea — but she was about to find out.

He lunged at her, covering her mouth and nose with his large, rough hand. Her air was immediately cut off and she reacted intensely, so much so that he lost his grip unexpectedly and she slipped free and was lurching herself away from him. As she clung to the massage table for stability, he pulled her off and she fell roughly to the floor, smacking her head. He pulled her into him like a spider does a fly and he placed his hand right back over her mouth as he positioned her between his legs to stabilize her.

Her eyes grew wide as her air was cut off again. This time she twisted and squirmed the other direction, catching him off guard again. She flipped over on her stomach, ass grinding the air. He flipped with her, keeping his grip over her mouth, not giving her a break. Now that she was slightly weaker, he was able to flip her over and get her back into position. He had her now, and worked toward the endgame.

He kept the pressure over her nose and mouth steady. Her eyes were wide. She grabbed at his wrists and hands, but he would not budge. Her body in reaction to being slowly suffocated heaved and bucked. Her legs would spread wide, then draw themselves up. One of her stockings was bunched up and after digging and kicking at the floor for a bit, one shoe came off. She dug her toes in, but could not get any leverage.

Weaker and weaker she became, her eyes starting to roll up. She bucked, her muscles locked and spasmed, her chest tried to heave. Her hands became incoherent and finally just lay to the side. Her body slowed and slowed. Finally, she was still.

He removed his hand from the dead girl. She stared blankly. He pulled her up, carried her to the massage table and flopped her over it. He removed her panties and looked at her pretty, shaven, tight pussy. He leaned in and sucked her perfect-looking tits. Then he lifted her legs, and slipping himself inside her tight, warm pussy, fucked her for a while until finally cumming inside.

He called the usual roadie who helps him take care of these things and sits down to once again write lyrics. Now it was a new song, a song about a groupie named Tiffany.

Groupie.mp4

Peachy Keen Films – Pawn Shop — Micah

Categories: Death Fetish, Necro, Brutal Amazons, Fantasy Snuff, Petra

Description: Two weeks later, the pawn shop owner cleans his counter with the shirt from the woman he killed back then. Her body, long disposed of. The door opens and a hot girl enter.

She is on her way to spring break, but just looking around. She is traveling alone. Perfect.

He smashed her head against the counter. She stumbles back and falls to the ground. He is on her, covering her mouth with duct tape, zip tieing her, then dragging out through his secret door to his game room.

He rubs her and fondles her. She tries to escape, but that just make him mad and he strangles her unconscious.

Stripped, he suspends her upside down, then explores her young body.

She wakes up when he tries to shove his cock into her mouth. Now she was not about to cooperate at all, so he got a rope and wrapped it around her neck.

Hanging upside down, he pulled the rope tight. She tried to fight, but the blood was rushing to her head, her body jerked and tongue lashed out. The rope dig into the girl neck. She had no chance, but fought to stay alive as long as she could, and it took a while.

As she finally slowed down, he crouched down next to her to watch the last bit of life leave her face–then, he let her swing loosely.

He explored her dead body some more.

Once lowered, he kept her legs in the air for easier access as he fucked her corpse. She was warm and very tight. He came over her big tits, then left the room to wait for new customers.

Pawn Shop — Micah.mp4

Peachy Keen Films – My Revenge

Categories: Death Fetish, Necro, Brutal Amazons, Fantasy Snuff, Petra

Description: My plan was simple: Kill her. After she left me, the harsh words, the restraining order, it was all I wanted to do, take what was mine and silence her–forever.

She was staying at her friends–she had been for a few days. She was going to start again, pick up the pieces. I hated her friend. She helped drive us apart. She would pay, and I would take something from her in the process.

I kicked the door in and found them in the kitchen. My ex was fast, grabbed and twisted my ear and I let her go, but not for long. I went to the stairs, saw her go up and turn just it time to knock out her girlfriend. I dragged that bitch up to the bedroom where I knew my ex was hiding…either the closet or the bathroom. It didn’t matter–she would eventually come out. All I had is time.

I did not waste any time. I wrapped the rope I had around her friends neck. She came too when I started pulling. I strangled that fucking bitch so hard, her tongue was sticking out and her legs were spasming….I noticed she was quite muscular and that added to the excitement of anticipating her death. Such a pretty, healthy young woman–I would fucking end that right now.

When she was dead, it was suddenly very, very quiet. I could almost hear my ex breathing in the room–where was she hiding?

I stripped this dead bitches body, got to touch her for the first time after so many times, so many boring dinners and nights out looking at her–wondering. She was nice, and so I fucked her. God, she felt good. I fucked her hard, I was getting close, so close, then the door opened and my ex came running out. I dropped what I was doing, and grabbed her.

I dragged her on the bed over her dead friends violated body and got my rope around her. I started strangling her. Oh, she fought hard, she knew this was it, I was not fucking around like the other times. This was the end game.

She kicked and struggled, bucking her hips, tensing up, her muscles quivering and relaxing over and over. Her tongue was out, her eyes big and scared. This is it honey, this is the big sleep.

It took a while–both these women were strong, healthy. When she went, she went slowly, eyes settling half open, mouth slightly agape–tongue a little out.

I spent the next while playing with her, It would be my last time. I moved her around, posed her. She fell off the bed and I starting stripping her. Once she was naked, I flopped her over her girlfriend, then I fucked her. This is what I was taking from her–the chance to say no. No more. I would fuck her like I did her friend and there was nothing she could do about it.

I fucked my dead ex until I came inside her warm tight pussy. Then, I posed her one last time. She was so beautiful. They both were. Somehow they would have me believe that I fucked it all up. I know it my heart is was their fault and now they have paid the ultimate price.

Fuck you both, I am OUT!!!

My Revenge.mp4