Peachy Keen Films – Grandmas House
Categories: Death Fetish, Necro, Brutal Amazons, Fantasy Snuff, Petra
Description: Emma arrived at her Grandma’s house like she did every other day for the past several years. At just 18, Emma was a good girl, and smart, already having a scholarship to a the states prestigious university where she was going to be entering their medical program. Today, however, streets smarts would have been the best type of smarts to have, for when she knocked, the big bad wolf answered. An unknown male stranger opened the door and smiled at her—she trusted his story completely. Her grandma needed help and had a caregiver that attended to her needs 6 hours a day. Typically, it was a woman. Today it was a man, or so he told her. He was subbing for a few days…she believed him completely, which is why she did not anticipate what happened next…. He knocked the little bitch to the floor…oh my god, he could not believe his luck. After luring the 30 something caregiver lady to the shed and slicing her head open with a skill saw, he went back in and drowned the grandma…too easy. He was just about to search for valuables when this girls knocked at the door. Oh my god, she was incredibly hot…and young. He really had no plan, no course of action–he’d usually watched a house for a few days, see the pattern–swooped in and out, sometimes leaving a body or two and move on. This was defiantly a bonus. With 4 hours left on the caregivers shift, he could take his time. He admired the young girl for a while, still in high school no doubt, looked brainy—probably the glasses. He leaned down, sniffing her slowly—oh, she smelled pretty. He moved up to her neck, sniffing her teenage scented body spray—bubblegum or sweet tangerine something or other. She had some glitter on too. Yum. He rolled her on her back and spent a long time feeling her body, first through the clothes, then slowly removing the them. At one point, he has to set her up to remove her shirt. Her skin was tan and soft to touch. He ran his tongue over her, finding her perky nipples and gently licking them. He wanted to take his time, savor it all. He removed her pants, the underwear. He looked at her pussy, then went down and had a taste. Finally, he rolls her over, unzips his pants and starts to have sex with the unconscious girl. Later, he picks her up and cradle carries her over to the chair–placing her nude body in it. He goes behind her and pulls out one of his favorite ligatures–wrapping it once around her neck. He gently wakes her up. She is petrified and cannot move or make barely a sound. She looks up at him in fear. He tells her what he did, just to help build up the terror–he liked terror. When he was ready, the ligature became tight and she became very, very mobile. She tried hard to fight, trying to dig her fingers on the cord, while attempting to get some leverage with her feet and legs. He stood strong, though, and held her tight with the cord–digging into her soft neck flesh. Her mouth wide open–tongue lashing for air, she kept struggling. Her eye, wide with terror, he could tell she wanted to live so, so much. He wanted her dead and did not let go. She fought hard, but was losing her energy…slower, slower she became. The look of terror became more of a plea and by the end it was of acceptance. She would die soon and there was nothing she could do. Though her mind had accepted her fate, her body fought on as best it could. Her legs kicked out–spasming along with quivers in her chest and arms. Finally she slowed way down until is was just light little jerks. Then, nothing. She was still. He removed the cord–the redness where it had been was very evident. He looked her her dead face…her eyes staring blankly back through her glasses. She did not move, no reaction. he had killed many times before, but this one was special, very special. He ran his hands along her body, at one point, he picked up her foot, feeling it, putting it against his chin. He picks her up and carried her around the room a bit, then heads of to Grandma’s bedroom to spend the rest of his time with her.
