Immediately as the scene opens Ashley is ambushed by Belle who, barefoot, has to jump up to her tip toes and wrap the computer cable and loop it over her head, and she does so with much vigor and success, almost taking her down like she was a horse, with a rope. Ashley’s long legs and body fight hard and buck, but Belle holds on like a champion rider in the winning race. She pulls the tall young woman on to the sofa, then pulls her upright so she is on her knees to fight and feel the fighter buck against her groin and feel good. She loves to use long garrotes and cords, nylons to strangle so she can see the neck and the way the victim dances on the end of the cable, swaying like a dancer to and fro, almost like a ballerina, or a marionette. Ashley thrashes in her dances, arms clawing at the cable when they are not swaying. After a long bout with the tall blonde with amazing sexy legs and feet, she lets go of the long cables and Ashleys frame drops to the side like a bunch of poles crumbing to the landing, hitting the floor with a thud, eyes open tongue barely sticking out, and hair messed up by the crazy affair. She wants to deal with her in the body pile so she takes Ashley to the bed with the others and removes her top of the dress to see her perfect breasts and sexy face. She checks out all her lovely corpses and touches each one talking to them like they are alive, well one of them still is and she is focusing on her, Odette, just then she hears the sound of a car racing to the gravel, then a car door shut and a knock. It is her arch nemesis, Detective Freya Brooks who has been trying to foil her plans since they first met a few years back, when Belle had her in her grip, but lost it and the young cop escaped, only to work hard and earn her gold shield, so she could take on the unsolved murder cases, and find the killer. As Belle grabs a long spool of para-cord, she has stashed in the pantry, she hides in a position to strike. The cop, who finally has a warrant invites herself in, taunting Belle as the killer is tucked behind the bar. To her advantage a limb breaks outside startling the detective, who spins around to point her gun, only to be ambushed from behind by Belle who takes the cop down fast, and she drops her service weapon to the floor. Belle is brutal and this is the day she has waited for for a long time so she goes hard and harder. She is behind her taking her to the floor, where she is over the top, commenting on how the detective let herself in, when she replies, in a choking voice, “Fuck you bitch, i have a warrant!” which just makes Belle go nuts and flip her over so she can have her in position she knows will be fatal. She gets the cop on top of her and pulls the cord hard from behind getting the leverage that pops Freya’s eyes out and makes her tongue try to lick the sky. She pulls so hard that the cop tries to grab her and grab at the cord, but it is so tight and Belle has so much rage and strength, she has no chance. She still fights hard with all of her might but the serial killer pulls her around the floor, keeping it tight, so her eyes are rolling back into her head. Belle breathes hard and continues until the bitch is no longer moving, or even an inch, she is dead. Belle is in a trance and laughs hard and creepily as she undresses the detective and checks her out feeling her up and showing her crotch. She removes the clothing and bra and thud, drops her to the floor, molesting her tits more. She hears noises and whining in the distance, almost like a cat, but knows it is Odette coming to and coming her way. She stashes the cop dragging her to the other room by the door, just getting out to the living room as Odette comes into the kitchen and to living room, pointing in shock towards the room full of dead bodies. As Belle tries to comfort her, noticing she still has the stocking wrapped around her neck goes to console her as the young girl realizes she is the killer that did it all and was going to finish her too, she freaks out but it is too late for her escape, Belle has her hands on both ends of the stocking and has her lifted of the ground to get her on to a surface she can kill her on. She pulls so tight on the thigh high stocking that it makes several creases in her neck where they cross in front, getting red as they rip against her skin. Odette, though small, is fighting harder than anyone she has strangled in her serial killing career. The tiny frame just means she is harder to reign in, and Belle has to get behind her standing above her on the couch, pulling hard using all of the thigh highs. She actually looks as if she is trying to pop the little things head of, but Odette still fights until her death, digging in her tiny size 5 feet, spreading her painted toes apart as she chokes to death at the hands of the best. The most ruthless, female sociopath killer known in the entire Western hemisphere. Odette fades and twitches, tongue lolling, head cocked to the side, and finally dead, still. Belle gets up shoving her to the side like a pile of rubbish. She rag-dolls the corpse a bit, getting her to the floor so she can eventually take her away with the others. She sets her up, lets her fall, checks out her ass and pussy then drops her on the floor as she hearts another car coming up the gravel drive….This just may be her luckiest day yet! The scene cuts to body pans and views of Odette’s dead, sexy corpse and stare, right after Belle leaves with a wicked smile, heading for the door. Who could it be next?

To be continued…..